Adam Quote #1363

Quote from Adam in A Light Thanksgiving Nosh

Pop-Pop: I'm sorry. I clearly can't play this thing. I mean, my hair is all slicked back and they got me in this bosomy lady's garment.
Joyce: Still, I-I appreciate the effort. It's nice.
Pop-Pop: Mm.
Joyce: You're nice.
Pop-Pop: No, I'm not. I just made up some things to impress you, and the truth is, as a father, I'm kind of a putz. I just thought if I got lucky, you'd never find out.
Joyce: Ben, I don't want you to be perfect. I just want you to be yourself.
Pop-Pop: Really?
Joyce: Really.
Pop-Pop: This might be a little late, but, uh, you wouldn't want to go to a Thanksgiving dinner now, would you?
Joyce: You know what? I would. Not every day somebody stands outside my door and serenades me. I'll get my purse.
Pop-Pop: And that, my boy, is why the accordion is the most romantic of all the instruments you wear.

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 ‘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.