[first lines]
Richard: [muted V.O] Hey, Alexis. You got my telescope in there?
[Richard enters Alexis's room while she's brushing her hair in her bra and panties]
Alexis Beekler: [covering her bra with her arms] Aah!
Richard: [averting eyes] Oh, oh, sorry, sorry, sorry! Not looking. Not looking.
Alexis Beekler: [covering up] What the hell, Dad! What, are you *trying* to see me naked or somethin'?
Richard: [at window] No no. I'm *trying* to find my telescope.
Golan: [outside in the treehouse] Get out of the way! She was about to take off her bra!
Alexis Beekler: Aaah!
Richard: Oh, there's my telescope.
Alexis Beekler: Is everyone in this house a total perv?
[Alexis shoves Richard away and pulls her curtains shut]
Golan: [muted V.O] Thanks a lot, Richard!
[in treehouse, Richard appears through the door in its floor]
Richard: Golan, I told you *not* to take my telescope!
Dylan Beekler: Golan takes what Golan wants! He's the Godlord ruler of ev-'ry-thing!
Richard: [calmly] Uh, Dylan, how would you like it if I took your war club without asking first?
Dylan Beekler: [grabs and brandishes war club] I'd like to see you try, old man.
Golan: Now, Dylan, it's cool. I got this. Richard! I humbly request the usage of your spyglass, uh, around the time that Alexis shall be bathing after dance lessons.
Richard: Eww! And-and no! It's *my* telescope! And I need it for tomorrow night's meteor shower or, as I like to call it, God's laser light show.
Golan: Meteor shower? The time has come! I'm goin' home!
[Golan laughs and throws the telescope against the wall, smashing it]
Richard: [shouting] *Why* would you *do* that?