Robert: Dad, are we going? Mom wants to know how long you're going to leave us in the car.
Frank: Look, tell your brother, have you ever seen me back down from anybody?
Robert: No, sir. "Pennies are money."
Ray: Dad wants me to murder Bryan Trenberth.
Robert: No, don't. Bryan's a great guy. Very organized. He's getting me some sunglasses.
Ray: Yeah. I know. He's a good guy. Debra's all, "We're not bringing a snack. We brought a snack." Yeah, well, I'm bringing a snack, and a good one.
Frank: Wait, wait, wait a minute. The clipboard weenie guy tells you to bring a snack. Your wife tells you not to bring a snack. And you're bringing a snack. [mimics throwing a grenade] Fire in the hold!
Ray: Yeah, I saw that. No chance of one of you diving on that, is there?