Yeah, I go to bed early. I have to get up at Ridiculous O’Clock.

Transcript:

Mr and Mrs Bugg are sitting in theatre seats [N.B.: Where the hell are these seats? I mean, presumably somewhere in our bedroom, but I’ve never seen them and clearly there are several rows, and if the Buggs are big enough to carry a large dill pickle themselves, you’d think they’d be big enough to be seen … Also, if watching me read a book, then toss and turn for hours is their favorite thing to watch, I just … I give in.], wearing 3D glasses and sharing a bucket of popcorn … although they each have their own drink.

The text reads: “8:30 p.m. Time for the Bugg’s favorite show … Suriel going to Sleep … now in 3D.”