Pops: Okay, Mur. What's your angle?
Murray: No angle. I believe in young love.
Pops: No, you don't.
Murray: Of course I don't! Do you know what it means to have the one lonely freshman girl who pines for her boyfriend back home?
Pops: Oy, I remember that girl, Ethel Kominski. She was the worst.
Murray: Yeah! Now Erica's the worst. Instead of partying with frat boys, she's on the phone every night with some yutz a thousand miles away.
Pops: But that's horrible. What about Erica going out and having fun and making mistakes and living life?
Murray: I thought about that. And then I thought, "Nah. I'm good."