Adam: How did you survive sleeping in the same room as Barry?
Geoff: Testing. Well, first of all, good morning. Pleasantries set the mood for the day. And with Barry, there's really only one way to stop him. You got to fight fire with fire.
Adam: But you're the nice guy. I can't imagine you fighting fire at all.
Geoff: Just know, when pushed, I'm capable of anything. Anything. Hey, check out this sweet baby monitor. [chuckles] Test, test. [echoes] I'm saying words over here and they're coming out over here!
Adam: That's it! I'm gonna Field of Dreams Barry with your dumb baby walkie-talkies!
Geoff: Your words make no sense, but I'm glad I could help. [grabs Adam by the arm] You break those, we got a problem. Capisce?
Adam: [laughs] And Barry fell for that?
Geoff: [cheerily] He did, yeah.
Adam: These are mine now.
Geoff: Okay.

Erica: No, no, it's beautiful. It's just... I feel like something might be a little off. Like, maybe the crib should be where the changing table is.
Geoff: On it, my fickle treasure.
Adult Adam: [v.o.] With that, Geoff got to work. He pulled and shoved and rolled.
Beverly: Ah! Ahh!
Erica: Ohh! Oh, the lamp! Ooh.
Geoff: It's... It's all good. It's easy.
Beverly: You know what? Swap it all.
Erica: Mm-hmm.
Geoff: Swap it all?
Adult Adam: Finally, after all the schlepping... ...Geoff had failed miserably.

Beverly: Office Puchinski. Finally! We are missing a recliner. Now, you call your police pals, tell them to drop their donuts and get over here!
Officer Puchinski: I'm not doing that.
Beverly: [grabs walkie-talkie] Officer down! Requesting backup!
Officer Puchinski: Look... [over radio] Disregard that. Look. Sorry, Deb. It's the lady I always talk about.
Bill Lewis: I got a flyer right here, Officer. Bill Lewis. Neighbor. Part of the search party.
Officer Puchinski: Rest assured I will sleep until your chair is found.
Beverly: [gasps] What?
Erica: It's okay, Mom.
Virginia Kremp: Yeah, we'll keep looking.
Beverly: Don't bother. It's time for me to accept that the last piece of Murray is gone.

Adam: Oh, no trap. I just wanted to thank you guys for showing me the error of my ways. Which reminds me, I have gifts. Rob, is it just me, or would the yellow of this shirt really make the golden flecks in your eyes pop?
Naked Rob: Is that your dad's shirt and pants?
Adam: Is it? Weird. These are just some items I found in our giveaway pile that I couldn't help but think would look great on you as you stand in the shadows and toss a ball to Barry.
Matt: Are you trying to make Rob look like the ghost of your dad?
Andy: Ohh! So not cool, bro!
Naked Rob: We have very different body types.
Adam: You actually have a very similar silhouette. And there are no bad ideas.
Matt: Yes, there are, and this is definitely one of them.
Adam: Fine! But I'm desperate here, man! Barry will never forgive me unless one of you guys puts on these hideous duds and tosses a ball to my brother under the veil of darkness!
Barry: I should've known.
Adam: There's the guy. The strongest and most forgiving man in the world.
Barry: Save it! I heard the whole thing. [sighs] Nice prank, dude.

Beverly: What the hell? Barry!
Pop-Pop: No, no, hold up, hold up. While the kid might've destroyed your backyard, he had a reason.
Beverly: What possible reason could he have? Where the [bleep] is my gazebo?
Pop-Pop: There was this movie called Nightmare on Football Street.
Beverly: That does not sound right.
Pop-Pop: Are you gonna tell the story or am I? So, there are these ghosts, and they wanted to play ball where all your fancy plants used to be.
Beverly: Go on.
Pop-Pop: Go on? That's it.
Beverly: Okay, there was a tree right there. And where is Lucky's dog house? And where's Lucky?