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: You just sniffing my boxers, man? Greg Focker
: No, dude
: Don't worry about your little covert op, I'll keep it on the low down. Denny Byrnes
: Down low. Greg Focker
: No doubt.
Late Night Courier
: Gaylord M. Focker? Greg Focker
: That's me. Jack Byrnes
: I thought your name was Greg. Greg Focker
: It is. Late Night Courier
: That's not what it says here. Greg Focker
: Gaylord is my legal name. Nobody's called me by it since third grade. Denny Byrnes
: Wait a minute, so your name is Gay Focker?
: No. We are not going to cancel the rehearsal for some stupid cat. Jack Byrnes
: Stupid cat? How could you say that? That cat's been like a brother to you. And we're supposed to just let him wander the streets without food, water or toilet?
[looking around the house
] Jack Byrnes
: Denny. DENNY? Denny Byrnes
: Right here, dad. Jack Byrnes
: Okay, you're going to fill in as the ring bearer for now... Denny Byrnes
: What? No, I'm not wearing that stupid pillow thing on my head. Jack Byrnes
: Oh yes you damn well will!
: Denny can you- what is that? Denny Byrnes
: Oh this, um, well, it's a sculpture I found in Greg's jacket. Jack Byrnes
: This isn't a sculpture. It's a device people use to smoke marijiuana. Denny Byrnes