Beverly: Okay, you know what? I think it's time you left.
Pop-Pop: What? What are you talking about?
Beverly: I have tried to be on your side, but you know what? Murray was right. [door opens] You are just awful.
Pop-Pop: Whatever happened to all that "family takes care of family" baloney?
Beverly: Yeah, I don't think you really want to be part of this family 'cause family doesn't treat people like that.
Pop-Pop: [mumbling] Please don't make me go.
Beverly: Did you say something?
Pop-Pop: I want to... stay.
Beverly: Ben, just say whatever awful thing it is you're gonna say.
Pop-Pop: [normal voice] Well, what if... I want to be part of the family? I, uh, want to get along with my son, but I don't know how. [door closes]
Beverly: If that's really what you want, I can help you. Oh, I knew I could get my perfect Thanksgiving.
Pop-Pop: Well, I wouldn't go that far. I mean, it's Friday, and I ate all the corn.