Ugly Boy

Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! shutupshutupshutupshutup!
 Such an ugly boy...
 MEREDITH: He's just different.
 SHELLEY: Like a stinky bony rat.
 MEREDITH: Well, you wanted to keep him.
 SHELLEY: I didn't know he'd look like that!
 MEREDITH: Shelley!
 SHELLEY: Well, look at him!
 (Thunder clap)
 MEREDITH: Oh my, its going to be quite a storm.
 SHELLEY: Stupid starving freak.
 MEREDITH: Shelley, that's not nice.
 SHELLEY: Doesn't have the sense to eat.
 MEREDITH: We just haven't figured out what he needs.
 SHELLEY: Dropping dead right at my feet.
 MEREDITH: Shelley!
 SHELLEY: Just look at him...
 MEREDITH: He's just... tired.
 SHELLEY: That's my mom. See, she cries ev'ry time a stray dog dies.
 MEREDITH: Well, I feel bad for them.
 SHELLEY: No one calls.
 MEREDITH: Sure they call...
 SHELLEY: No one claims.
 MEREDITH: Sometimes...
 SHELLEY: So we put them down and never learn their names...
 MEREDITH: Well, we can name him, sweetheart. What would you like to call him?
 SHELLEY: BAT BOY.
 MEREDITH: Or maybe... Edgar. (calls to him) Ed-gar!
 BATBOY- (looks at her) Gggnnnnnnwwgwooo?
 MEREDITH: Look! He likes that name! Edgar it is!
 SHELLEY: Such an ugly boy.
 MEREDITH: I'll try to make him something to eat.
 SHELLEY: Guess we can't just turn him loose.
 MEREDITH: Stay away from the cage.
 SHELLEY: I'm afraid he'll reproduce.