Vic: I only wish I had something nicer to wear to our son's wedding tonight.
Jay: You know, you and I are about the same size. Why don't you borrow my tux?
Vic: Really?
Jay: I insist. In fact, I want to give you something else.
Vic: [gasps] Your plane?
Jay: Uh, no, I was reaching for my wallet. You know, to give you that money I s-still owe you for the cab.
Vic: I've admired this plane ever since I fell off the roof getting it for you. I'm so touched and honored.
Jay: Well, actually...
Manny: He fell off the roof.
Jay: Fine. Enjoy.
Vic: I will name her Roberta.
Jay: It's a boy plane.