Ethel Mertz: Oh, now Rick. It's kind of cozy.
Lucy Ricardo: Yeah. Be it ever so humble, there's no place like Nome.
[Lucy and Ethel laugh, but Ricky is not amused]
Ricky Ricardo: Things aren't bad enough, huh?
Ethel Mertz: [stops Fred from getting into the bed] Just a minute. We're going to do this democratically. We're going to draw to see who sleeps where.
Ricky Ricardo: That's right.
[picks up his hat and holds it up]
Lucy Ricardo: Me first. Me first.
Ricky Ricardo: Ah, ah, ah. No cheating.
Lucy Ricardo: My mother... told me... to chose... you.
[pulls out and reads piece of paper]
Lucy Ricardo: The HAMMOCK!
Ricky Ricardo: Don't blame me, blame your mother.
Ethel Mertz: I'll go last.
[Fred draws a paper from the hat]
Ethel Mertz: What'd you get, Fred. What'd you get?
Fred Mertz: [looking down at the sleeping bag on the floor] None of your business and get your big feet off my bed.