 You better call the police, Grandpa. There are a couple of hooligans in the front yard. Oh, what are they doing? It looks to me as if they're either rebuilding my snow friend or having a snowball battle. Monty and Connie. Let's go. What did I do with my coat? Oh, my shoes. I'll have to find mine. Where are your shoes? Well, I got mine right there. I'll open the door for you. Come on. Get a bar. Okay. Come on, let's go. Okay.