Helen

(glancing at her watch) Oh, right, let's go. Jerry, let's go, it's time to eat. We're going to dinner.

Jerry

(confused) Dinner? W..What time is it?

Helen

(pulling on a coat) It's four-thirty.

Jerry

(bewildered) Four-thirty? Who eats dinner at four-thirty?

Morty

By the time we sit down, it'll be quarter to five.