Chris: I'm sorry. Look, I was just trying to get him out of the house.
Lisa Levine: It's not your fault. He shouldn't be living alone at his age, anyway. Listen, I don't really know this neighborhood. You think you can show me where his apartment is? I need to pack up his things so I can take him back to Vegas.
Chris: You're taking him to Las Vegas?
Lisa Levine: I have to. I can't be running back here every time he forgets to take a pill. I'm going to put him in a retirement home.
Adult Chris: [v.o.] Hope it's segregated.