Mala: He has to do some extra work. Manure's really expensive this year.

Papa Conejo: I hear ya. Winter was bad for everyone. Glad it's over with.

Mala: He asked me to bring him a pint of kerosene. Do you know who's selling that?

Papa Conejo: I think I saw someone two rows ov-

Mama Conejo: Kerosene? Hang on a second.