Beverly: Face it, Schwartz, you're out of your league.
Lou Schwartz: That's it, We settle this the way our people have settled fights for thousands of years.
Beverly: In court?
Lou Schwartz: No. With a game of Dreidel. Winner takes all eight nights. And I never lose with my lucky spinning top.
Beverly: Until now. Let's light this candle. [pressers her Hanukkah sweater] ["Dreidel, Dreidel, Dreidel" plays]

Pops: Okay. Now we're literally on a baseball field with your friends holding up the names. It cannot be any clearer. So, tell me the name of the player on third.
Barry: I Don't Know.
Pops: Barry, do you really not know or do you know it's I Don't Know.
Barry: It's I Don't Know. And What's on Second. And Who's on first.
Pops: Yes!
Naked Rob: Yeah, baby!
Andy: Only two hours!
Matt: Can we go home now?

Beverly: Hey! Hey, wait! Wait! That's six squiggles in a row.
Lou Schwartz: What?
Beverly: Is this a loaded dreidel?
Lou Schwartz: No!
Beverly: Did you bring a loaded dreidel into my home?
Lou Schwartz: There's no such thing.
Beverly: Is that right? [gasps]
Lou Schwartz: You can prove nothing!

Pops: Put the scarves away, kiddo. You can do the Billy Joel song.
Adam: What? Barry gave up?
Pops: Mmm, just on me. He finally came to me for help, and I let him down.
Adam: No, don't do that! Don't make me feel sad for him. The guy stole my song and my Jedi grandpa.
Pops: Kiddo, I've helped you your whole life, and now I need your help.

Adam: Mom! Stop watching me sleep!
Beverly: Can I just get one head sniff?
Adam: Mom, just say "Night, night."
Beverly: Night, night.
Adam: I know you're still there! I see the sweater!
Beverly: Fine! I'll go for real! [door closes] ["Dreidel, Dreidel, Dreidel" plays]
Adam: This is my worst nightmare!