Robert: Do you know the fruit fly only lives one day?
Ray: Huh? What? Are you okay there?
Robert: One day. What's his meaning of life, huh? Maybe there's no meaning of life for any one of us. I mean, really, am I any different than the fruit fly?
Frank: The fruit part's the same.
Debra: Robert, the fruit fly doesn't question why he's here. That's what makes us different. I mean, maybe that's kind of the meaning of life never knowing the answer, but always wondering.
Ray: So God made us smart enough to know there's an answer, but not smart enough to figure it out?
Robert: Come on!