Frank: Oh, who cares? The next day, I put up the basketball hoop. Before you know it, you had a shelf full of trophies. By the way, when are you going to get that crap out of my house?
Ray: Yeah, Dad needs that space for his "Father of the Year" awards.
Frank: What are you, cracking wise? My hard work is the only reason the two of you aren't flitting around here like a couple of tinkerbells! Even so, you're still a "bachelor."
Marie: Don't be ridiculous.
Debra: Yeah, Frank, dressing the twins like fairies is not going to make them gay.
Frank: Well, it's not going to make them teamsters.
Marie: I'm sure there are gay teamsters.
Frank: You, madam, are ignorant.