Larry: Family, I have an announcement. I was just in a thing called a Jewish deli because I was intrigued by something in the window called a kosher pickle.
Reggie: Oh, Amber eats those during lunch. It makes her kisses taste extra sour.
Larry: It was a miracle. So to celebrate, the Jewishes light candles and get presents every night for eight nights.
Max: I wish Halloween was eight nights.
Larry: Family, a mission. We shall take the two best holidays on this planet and combine them into one new, ultimate holiday.
Jackie: All right, I'm in! But how does one celebrate flag day-Ramadan?
Larry: No, woman. I'm talking about Challo-nukah-ween. Hanuk-loo-kah-wah-kah-kah-kah. Hallo-haka-hah! No, I have it! Drumroll, please, Dick!
visual: Dick takes his sweet time rolling a snare drum into the living room.
Larry: Dick, I haven't got all day. Come on. Pick up.
visual: Dick finally does a very short drum roll.
Larry: We shall combine... Halloween and Chanukah. It's called... Challoweenukah.
Jackie: Well, it's cute, but it's no Flamadan.
visual: Dick does another mini drum roll.
Amber: (to Reggie) So, Halloween... I was thinking I'd go as young Yoko Ono, and you could go as old Yoko Ono because we already have the hair.
Jackie: What is a miracle?
Larry: A miracle is an unexpected, completely extraordinary event that occurs when you least expect it.
Jackie: Oh, like when we found out we were pregnant with Dick.
Larry: No, that was an accident.
Dick: Hey, guys. I'm sitting right here.
Jackie: (to Reggie) You were planned. (gives him a hug while Dick glares)
Larry: Why doesn't anyone like my holiday?
Jackie: Oh, husband, maybe we should get ready to celebrate Halloween classic. Write off Challoweenukah as a... a noble failure like the American jury system or MySpace.
Marty: It's a good thing my cousin was on duty tonight, Larry.
Larry: Yes, congratulations on your well-connected police-officer cousin, Marty. At least one Weaver amounted to something in this world.