Quote from Frank in The Checkbook
Frank: How come Robert's got $3,000 to throw around? He should be giving us rent money. Marie: He's our son, Frank. You don't charge your son. Frank: He's a giant, Marie. Do you know what it costs just to heat him? Ray: All right. Thanks for coming. Frank: Food, too. He's got $3,000, and I'm paying for the Pudding Pops. Marie: You eat them, too, Frank. Frank: No more Pudding Pops. And no solid white tuna, either. The chunk light is perfectly fine. I'm not running a country club anymore! Marie: I like the solid white. Frank: Too bad! Marie: It's my one luxury.