Morty

Yeah. They give you a tenderloin, a salad and a baked potato, for four-ninety-five. You know what that cost you after six?

Jerry

Can't we eat at a decent hour? I'll treat, okay?

Helen

You're not buying us dinner.

Jerry

(emphatic) I'm not force-feeding myself a steak at four-thirty to save a coupla bucks, I'll tell you that!

Helen

Alright, (sitting on the couch) we'll wait. (pointedly) But it's unheard of.