(transcript below)
MOM
Whither goest thou, young rogue? Can there yet remain some villainy thou hast not committed?
CALVIN
Thou dost wrong me! Faith, I know not where I wander. Methinks the most capricious zephyr hath more design than I. But lo: Do not detain me, for I am resolv'd to quit this place forthwith.
MOM
Ay, but hear you this, I'll soon know thy business. Get thee gone, wastrel!
CALVIN
By my troth, I am off!
(Cut to CALVIN and MOM sitting on a couch)
CALVIN
Holy schlamoly, isn't there a cop show where they talk like real people?
MOM
Shhh.