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: What is that smell? Jack Byrnes
: That smell, Bob, is our shit. Focker flushed the toilet in the den so the septic tank overflowed. Greg Focker
: I told you, Jack, it wasn't me. It was Jinx. Jack Byrnes
: Focker, I'm not going to tell you again! Jinx cannot flush the toilet. He's a cat for Christ sakes! Larry
: The animal doesn't even have thumbs, Focker.
: Greg's in medicine too. Bob Banks
: What field? Greg Focker
: Nursing. Bob Banks
: Ha ha ha ha. No, really, what field are you in? Greg Focker
: Okay, I get it, Greg. I screwed up. The pressure of being in that family finally got to me. Greg Focker
: What are you talking about? You were his golden boy. Dr. Bob
: More like his golden bitch. He wanted Deb and me to get married in Oyster Bay. Done. Can we name our baby after him? "You got it, Jack." Then he gives me this whole spiel, right, about how I'm next in line to his throne. He came up with this name for me, the Bobfather. Greg Focker
: Really? He said that to you? Dr. Bob
: Ah. He pulled the same shit on you, didn't he? In that family, we're all just hamsters on Jack Byrnes' little wheel. His Circus of Trust or whatever he calls it. Greg Focker
: Circle of Trust. Dr. Bob
: I had no idea how deep I was in until I stepped away, and I'll tell you something. Once I got off the treadmill, I've never been happier.