- Reba: Hello?
- [Barbra Jean crying indistinctly over phone]
- Reba: You're kidding?
- Barbra Jean Booker Hart: No!
- [continues crying]
- Reba: OK. All right, stop cryin'. I'll be there.
- Barbra Jean Booker Hart: [crying] Hurry!
- Reba: What kind of a sick person would buy a diamond tiara, Foxy Lady lingerie, and then go on a $175 shopping spree at Joy for Jesus Bookstore?
- Reba, Kyra: [look at each other and together say] Barbara Jean!
- Reba: That does it! She can have my husband but nobody touches my credit card!
- Cheyenne: Hey, Mom. Where you goin'?
- Reba: To your dad's condo to strangle a princess!