Norm: Hey, Carla, how's that house-hunting going, huh?
Carla: [stuffs Norm's tie in his mouth] Does that answer your question?
Norm: [muffled] Yes, very nicely.
Carla: Boy, I'll tell you, it's hopeless. I've looked everywhere in the Boston area, and I just cannot find a house in my price range. After scrimping and saving for years, I think I got finally enough set aside for a little place, and find out I ain't got squat.
Sam: Well, what's the big rush? Your apartment's fine.
Carla: No, it's not. My kids get bigger, my apartment gets smaller. I don't know what it's like to be alone in a bathroom anymore. What's it like, Sam? Is it everything people say it is?
Sam: More. Much, much more.
Carla: I knew it.