Ray: Ah, oh God, what the hell is that smell?
Robert: I left a carton of milk out the day I got gored by the bull. Apparently, if you leave milk out for 12 weeks, it goes bad and then explodes. [holds candle] However, this is "lavender bouquet."
Ray: Can we use it to light the apartment on fire?
Debra: Robert, do you have any more candles?
Frank: Or an old sneaker I can bury my face in?
Robert: Make yourselves at home. Or not.
Frank: I say "not."