Kimmy Gibbler: Your dad's in the slammer?
D.J. Tanner: Shh...!
Kimmy Gibbler: What'd he do, dust bust a cop?
D.J. Tanner: I don't know what he did, but I can't find Grandma or Becky, so I have to go down myself and bail him and Joey out.
Steph: Kimmy, you're not allowed in this house for three weeks.
Michelle: [wagging her right finger] You're in big trouble, mister!
D.J. Tanner: It's okay. I have to go out, so Kimmy's gonna watch you.
Steph: Wouldn't we stand a better chance taking care of ourselves?
D.J. Tanner: Look, I just have to run an errand.
[horn honks]
D.J. Tanner: That's my cab. Don't worry, Steph. Everything will be fine.
Michelle: What about my patty-cake?
D.J. Tanner: I'll teach you patty-cake later.
Michelle: Aw, nuts again.
[D.J. exits]
Steph: [seriously] What's wrong?
Kimmy Gibbler: Never fear, Gibbler's here!
Steph: Oh, I feel much better now
[rolling her eyes]
Steph: .