Peter: So, wait a second. I take off for a week, and you're moving me out?
Hank: We're changing the basement into a prayer-and-Bible-study room.
Peter: What?!
Hank: Well, Peter, when you said New York was your lady, we were a little concerned, but then we sort of got used to the idea.
Pat: And as time went by, we thought, "Our boy's growing up. He's ready to be on his own."
Hank: Good luck, son.