Dick: No, I can't smile! I have nothing to smile about! I hate this family!
Janine: Right back at ya, Dick!
Dick: And I so wanted to be proud of you. [bitterly] My family. You were supposed to give me warmth and unending love. Instead you give me a punch in the gut and a cold tuna melt! Well, I've had it! And so I take my leave of this hellhouse just like my father before me!
Janine: Bye-bye now. I'd pack you a doggy bag, but I saw her stuffing the hors d'oeuvres into her pockets.
Sally: Don't flatter yourself. It was the silverware.