Pop-Pop: My, uh, firstborn son, in whom I have great pride. Come, meet my new lady friend.
Murray: New lady friend? You don't have any friends or ladies or anything new, but what the heck. Hi!
Joyce: It's such a joy to meet Ben's beautiful family. I'll go pull the car around.
Pop-Pop: Right.
Barry: Pop-Pop, what is a gentle and kind lady doing with, you know, this?
Pop-Pop: She enjoys my sparkling personality and thinks I'm a family man.
Murray: So you lied to her?
Pop-Pop: Big time. [chuckles] I got a good reason. I love her shape.
Adam: She's gonna see right through you when you try and play tennis today.
Pop-Pop: I'm way ahead of you on that one. I'm gonna twist my ankle before and then we're gonna go make out in her Buick.
Adam: Why?
Barry: Old people don't deserve happiness.
Pop-Pop: All right, I haven't been exactly forthright with her, but we're happy. Now, come on. I need this.
Murray: Well, it doesn't concern me, so... [groans]
Pop-Pop: Great, because I'm gonna bring her to Thanksgiving, and I need you guys to keep up the ruse.