Red: No! I don't want to talk about Steven! Subject closed.
Kitty: Red.
Red: For God's sakes, Kitty. We took him into our home. We treated him like our own son.
Eric: You treat him better than your own son.
Red: I'll tell you one thing. I'm not bailing him out. He can rot in that jail, for all I care.
Eric: Actually, uh, they already let him out. Gave him probation.
Red: Probation? Well, isn't that just ducky? You know how they treat their criminals in Russia? First offense, five years in Siberia. Second offense, 10 years. Believe you me, there is no third offense.
Kitty: Unless the criminal likes to make snow angels. [laughs]