Adam Quote #1360
Quote from Adam in A Light Thanksgiving Nosh
Pop-Pop: I told you girls already, I don't want anything from Samoa, especially a cookie.
Adam: [o.s.] Pop-Pop, open up! It's us. [knock on door] We feel really bad about any part we had in your break-up with Joyce.
Pop-Pop: I was alone for decades before Joyce. I'll be alone for decades after.
Adam: Don't say that. There are other women out there.
Pop-Pop: Not like Joyce. She was perfect. Nice figure, she didn't think she was better than me, and she lived within a 50-foot radius.
Barry: Why don't you try and win her back?
Pop-Pop: Win her back? She's not an object. She's a smoking-hot broad with a caboose that never stops chugging.
Barry: Caboose?
Adam: Ugh, ignoring that. We'll help you. Barry and I have a rich history of grand, romantic gestures.
Pop-Pop: Guess it couldn't make it any worse.
Adam: That's almost the spirit.
The Goldbergs Quotes
‘A Light Thanksgiving Nosh’ Quotes
Quote from Beverly
Adult Adam: [v.o.] Back in the '80s, my mom was famous for always getting her way. She bulldozed everyone, teachers, store employees, even her own friends. But my mom's arm-twisting was about to get tested when those friends became family.
Linda Schwartz: Erica! I need to get a head count for Thanksgiving dinner. Is your mother around?
Beverly: [grunts] 26 1/2 pounds is a lot heavier than you think. Oof.
Geoff: Where do you buy a bird that big?
Beverly: Oh, I've had this gobbler since he was a chick. I'd hand-feed him peanut butter, corn, and pasta carbonara every day until my relentless forced-gorging did what it do. [chuckles] [squawks] "My name was Popcorn."
Erica: That's so dark.
Beverly: The dark meat is the juiciest.
Quote from Geoff
Geoff: What's up, Mom?
Beverly: Ooh, yeah, that still doesn't feel right.
Mr. Glascott: It's wildly uncomfortable for everyone involved.
Geoff: There's got to be something that speaks to our closeness. [montage] Mee-maw? Mamacita? Mommers? Mommaroony? Mumsy? Mama-lou? Queen Mother? Mamasaurus Rex? Mother Superior? Bahama Mama? The Bev Train? Choo-choo. Big Mama? She's a fine Mama-Jama? Ooh, how about just "Beverly"?
Beverly: Sorry. None of these are working.
Geoff: But, Mrs. Goldberg...
Beverly: Bup-bup! That's the one.
Quote from Beverly
Linda Schwartz: Sorry to interrupt your pet's murder, but I thought I was hosting Thanksgiving this year.
Beverly: Well, that doesn't sound right, so it isn't. And I'm already three hours into a 15-hour seasoning process.
Linda Schwartz: So? I made little menus with a calligraphy pen.
Geoff: She calls yams "yums." That was actually my contribution.
Erica: That's not the brag you think it is. And, Mom, Linda clearly thought she was doing Thanksgiving this year.
Beverly: She can still be a part of the festivities. I need help with the bird. You will be scooping out Popcorn's giblets.
Geoff: Giblets are not as cute as the name implies.
Erica: Just a butt full of guts.
Beverly: I suggest putting down a beach towel, 'cause this juicy Johnny's gonna leak something fierce.