Mom: I have to work today.
Rachel: But it's Saturday, Mom.
Mom: It's only once in a while.
Ricky: Dad, you don't look so well.
Dad: No, I don't feel good at all.
Mom: You have a fever, dear.
Mom: You need to get lots of rest.
Ricky: Don't worry. We'll take care of Dad.
Mom: Maybe I should stay home.
Ricky: Dad is in good hands.
Ricky: Dad?
Ricky: Dad? Are you sleeping?
Dad: I was sleeping, son.
Ricky: If you need anything, just call me, okay?
Dad: Okay.
Ricky: Dad?
Ricky: Dad? Are you sleeping?
Rachel: We brought you some tea and juice.