Barry: Mom! Talk some sense into this bad man. He's not letting me go to the world's most awesome concert.
Beverly: Well, if you're jonesing for some bitchin' tunes, what do you say we go to the Beach Boys concert, huh? "God only knows what I'd be without Schmoo"
Barry: Oh, my God, what are you singing?
Beverly: Come on, go on a Surfin' Safari with your mama. I got two tickets. Come.