[Charles rips off Mr. Fallows' hand.]
Charles: You're right, Mr. Fallows. People really should learn to keep their hands to themselves. Here's yours.
Captain Soames: What?
Sheriff Ira: Cold Draft.
Captain Soames: Could you use one right now?
Captain Soames: Look, you got one hysterical girl with a very vivid imagination and all that girl needs is a good smack on the butt and her mommy and daddy won't do it, I'll be happy to volunteer.
Charles Brady: Stop looking at me! Stop looking at me you fucking cat.
Mary Brady: No vegetables, no dessert - that's the rules.
Answer: Sleep Walk by Santo and Johnny.