Adult Adam: [v.o.] While my sister was still stuck in the past, Pop-Pop was looking toward a future in his old apartment.
Geoff: Is this the right place? Everything is sorta yellow and sad.
Pop-Pop: The bums patched the hole in my floor. [scoffs] And the fridge is working.
Geoff: Isn't that a good thing?
Pop-Pop: Feh! My old place was distinctive. How am I supposed to think if nothing's dripping on me?
Geoff: Well, if it makes you feel better, this place still makes me bummed out that this is how we treat our elderly.
Pop-Pop: You call those insurance asswipes and tell them they can stick that check up their keisters. I'm not falling for their con.