Midge: Bob, I'm thinking of starting therapy.
Donna: Okay, I'm gonna be- Bye.
Bob: Therapy? That's for crazies.
Midge: You know, the unexamined self is an unfulfilled self.
Bob: How can you be unfulfilled? I put a roof over your head, I pay the bills, I take care of you.
Midge: Yeah, but what do I do?
Bob: You fill out that sweater real nice.
Midge: You are so... Ugh!
Bob: What? That's a compliment.