Pop-Pop: Eh, I could pay.
Beverly: Who is saying those words right now?
Pop-Pop: Me. I'll spring for the whole megillah.
Barry: I think you're confused, Pop-Pop. We're talking about a luxurious vacation, not the nickel you tape to our birthday cards.
Pop-Pop: I wanna treat you, huh? For Hanukkah or whatever.
Murray: You usually buy the boys nail clippers or pencil sharpeners.
Adam: One time, you gave me the Yellow Pages.
Pop-Pop: For killing spiders.
Barry: I got some Lawry's Seasoned Salt.
Pop-Pop: Admittedly, that was a re-gift.
Murray: And how are you gonna pay for it? You live above a Burger King.
Pop-Pop: You don't know my finances. I got investments, Lord Big Crap of the County think-he's-better-than-me.