Martin: Well, she's a hell of a woman, your Gertrude. I don't blame you for coming over here to fight for her.
Mr. Moon: Really? What's so great about her?
Martin: Well, you know. I mean, like I have to tell you... The whole package. She's got... hair... skin... Uh, et cetera. And she's a good little drinker.
Niles: Dad, Dad, why just last week you were commenting on her twinkly eyes and her sunny smile.
Martin: Definitely. Yes, I was. Yeah they sure don't make women like that in America. [to Eddie] Come on, boy.
Mr. Moon: Wait a minute. I think I know what's going on here. The dog, the cane... He's lost his vision, hasn't he?