Robert: Listen to your big brother. Okay? Watch some TV. Discovery Channel, cubby. Nature will put you right out.
Ray: Yeah, yeah. Unless it's about monkeys, right?
Robert: What's that suppose to mean?
Ray: Nothing. I just, uh, I remember a particular shoetree in your closet that had a shadow...
Robert: All right!
Ray: ...that you thought looked like a monkey holding an axe.
Robert: Hey, listen, I was 10 years old and my shoetrees were big.
Ray: Pointy holes and an axe.
Robert: Yeah, I'm over it now, Raymond!
Ray: Oh, yeah? Got any shoetrees in your closet? [grunts like a chimp]
Robert: It's none of your business and it's time for you to go. All right, get outta here!
Ray: This place is stupid.
Robert: Yeah. Oh, and, uh, good luck in that big, dark house you're gonna be all alone in. Or are you?