Frankie: Okay, this is ridiculous. We have to get a new roof.
Mike: Good idea. I'll go dig up the gold bars we buried in the backyard.
Frankie: What about our emergency fund?
Mike: Went towards paying off Brick's cavity.
Brick: [eating chocolate bar] "But they whose guilt within their bosoms lie, imagine every eye beholds their blame."
Mike: You know, Brick, that was cute at the block party, but we'd all had a lot of beers.