James Evans, Sr.: [Wakes up from a bad dream, yelling] . Hey! Hey! Aarrgh!
Florida Evans: [awakened by the yelling] What is it?
James Evans, Sr.: Oh, Florida! I was having a nightmare! Baby, it was a bad one, too!
Florida Evans: What was it?
James Evans, Sr.: [Agitated] Florida, I dreamed I was walking in this field... I came across this hole, and it was real narrow, about 20 feet deep. I fell down in it, and baby, I broke my leg! And I couldn't get out! And then, right across from me was a stream, and right on the other side of the stream was a pack of mean crocodiles! And, when they saw me, they looked at me and said 'sharpen your teeth... here comes Sunday dinner!' I looked up at you baby, and you said you'd try to help me, but you couldn't get through the hole, because it was too narrow...
Florida Evans: [Florida reacts negatively to his comment alluding to her weight]
James Evans, Sr.: [Realizing his comment on her weight, sheepishly] Baby, it wasn't nothing but a dream! I was just dreaming! Anyhow, I looked up, and I saw Junior's face smiling down at me.
[James smiles large like junior]
James Evans, Sr.: And he said, 'don't worry dad, I'll get you out, I'll save you!' But, he couldn't reach me, so you grabbed him by his heels, and skinny as he was, you let him hang down in the hole, and he grabbed me. And baby, seconds, just seconds before the crocodiles were going to make me the blue plate special, Junior reached down, grabbed me and pulled me up! Then he smiled at the crocodiles, and he tipped his hat, and said 'sorry you gotta miss your Sunday delight, 'cause dad's been saved by kid
[CLAPS]
James Evans, Sr.: Dyn-o-mite!'
Florida Evans: [Florida laughs] That IS a wild one!
