Daniel: I'm giving up bowling.
Daniel: My wrist. It's a pre-arthritic condition. It's not gonna get better.
Robin: You saw a doctor?
Daniel: No, Al, the janitor at the bowling alley examined it. He uh, seemed to know what he was talking about. He took me right away. Of course I saw a doctor.
Uncle Joe: Would you mind going to the market, we're out of Oreos.
Molly: Well, we wouldn't be out of Oreos, would we, if someone hadn't sucked out all of the insides and tossed the rest away, you naughty boy.
Uncle Joe: I'm old and I'm rich. I can eat whatever parts I want. If I want to eat the goddamn box, I'll eat the goddamn box.