Frank: Nice suit. Where's Gladys and the other two pips?
Robert: All right, Dad.
Frank: No, it's not all right. What the hell is going on with you?
Marie: Frank.
Frank: Don't Frank me. I'm talking to you on the phone the other day, I can't even understand what the hell you're saying anymore. What did you call me dog for?
Robert: That's a nice thing, Dad. You say it to your friends. That means I like you.
Frank: Oh yeah? Well, from now on, I'm calling you jackass!
Marie: Frank!
Frank: What do you mean? That means he's great. Hey, ugly!
Ray: What? What's that all about?
Frank: That's Robert talk. That means you're good-looking. [to Marie] Hey, good-looking!