Ruby: You know, when you want to, you can sure do a good impression of an old fart. Art Selwyn: Joe loved the beach. Ben Lucket: He didn't give a shit about the beach. It was them smooth legged girls in them dental floss bikinis, that's what he liked. Art Selwyn: How'd you guys sleep? Joe Finley: Alma didn't sleep a wink. Art Selwyn: You're kidding. Joe Finley: No. Neither did I. Art Selwyn: You dog! Art Selwyn: There's no justice! If there were, it'd be *me* in there instead of her! *I'd* trade places with *her* in a *heartbeat*! Art Selwyn: Beautiful beach, a sunny day and good friends. What more can a man ask for? Joe Finley: [Pointing to young girls in bikinis] Can I have some of that please? Jack Bonner: You're my favorite Martian. Bernie: You work all your life, you pay taxes, you're a good citizen, and what do you end up with? A tight rug. Ben Lucket: Last one in is a pantywaist! Ruby: Most people our age are a pain in the ass. Bernie: Most people our age are *dead*. Bernie: Here is an eagle who just found out his teenage daughter is pregnant. Joe Finley: I'm so tired. Alma Finley: [cries] Then go ahead and rest dear.