Norm: Poor Fras, huh?
Rebecca: What about Lilith? Huh? She's probably just trying to find herself.
Carla: Oh, come off it, Becs. Nobody tries to find themselves anymore. And, even when it was in style, it was just an excuse for middle-aged people to quit work, ride around on Harleys, and have sex with young people.
Rebecca: Oh, is that right, Miss Know-It-All? Well, it just so happens that my father once left for six months to find himself. And when he came back, he was at peace with the world. You could see it in his eyes the second he came roaring up the driveway.