Robert: Ray, it's me you're talking to. We used to share a bedroom. You get scared.
Ray: What? You don't know what you're talking about. I do not.
Robert: Yeah? Remember how long you had to keep the Popeye nightlight, scardey-pooh?
Ray: Yeah, well, until Popeye came along you had to keep the hallway light on.
Robert: Only after one of Dad's bedtime stories.
Ray: Which was every night.