Murray: A man needs time away from his wife, and for me, football is that time.
Barry: So, what? You're just gonna tell her to go away? You know Mom. It'll crush her.
Murray: Don't worry. I'll be sensitive. [to Beverly] Hey, honey. Would you put that down and get out?
Beverly: What?!
Murray: Listen, it's not that I don't love spending every moment with you, but you don't understand football, and it's distracting.
Beverly: Well, that sounds like an excuse.
Murray: Okay, imagine if I go to your scrapbook club and every few seconds, I interrupt you with a question about what glitter I should use.
Beverly: Well, that would be ridiculous because there's opaque, translucent, chunky, micro-fine, spray-on, brush-on squeeze-on- Oh. I get it. I'll go.
Murray: That means a lot, Bevy. [to Barry] And that's how you do marriage.