Adam: I have an important announcement. Brea's coming over to pick me up for our date, and I don't want to hear a peep out of any of you.
Murray: You're not gonna have to worry about that here.
Beverly: Where are you going? Niagara Falls? To a seedy motel to do your wicked business?
Adam: For your information, we're gonna go see a Eugene O'Neill play and grab a late supper.
Beverly: Is that why you're dressed like a boy professor?
Adam: While you may not recognize it, Mother, I'm a man, with manly tastes and desires. [Beverly scoffs] Ooh. My five-o'clock shadow is early. 'Scuse me. My lady likes me clean.