GP: No one knows Sump Pumps better than me.
JG: WHAT??! THAT'S BULLSHIT! I CAN PUMP OUT A COMBINED-
GP: I was, of course, pretending to be you.
Later...
GP: I don't know... should we?
JG: What are you worried about "Dad" finding out? I mean, how fucking old are you?
GP: Well, it's not that so much that as I was thinking about-
JG: DAD! DAD! HOLY SHIT! LOOK AT US! WE'RE DOING SOMETHING BAD!
GP: That's... not... your father.
Soon after that...
JG: I'll take "flawless life" for 500.
Later still...
TG: What's the matter? You don't like it when people wave guns around? You mean like this? Oooo!! Oooo!
And finally...
JG: Jesus Christ, Michael, what's next? Are we going to go for a ride in your balloon-slash-casino?
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