Virginia Kremp: Oh please, I've seen Adam doing horseplay when I have specifically requested no horseplay. He's no angel.
Beverly: Oh, he is an angel. He could literally sprout wings and take flight at any moment.

Murray: No more music crap! First I bought you records, then eight-tracks, then cassettes, where does it end?
Barry: Here. The technology ends here. CDs are so good that scientists have given up and quit. It's all over the paper. They're unemployed.

Beverly: Birthday both sighting! Oh, it's my little love muffin's birthday. And how do I know? Because I grew your body in my body.
Adam: Will you stop bringing that up, we all know where I came from.