Jerry

I swear to God, if you send me fifty dollars, you are gonna be so sorry!

Morty

I don't see envelopes!

Helen

They're right in front of you! Oh, for heaven's sakes... (She puts the phone down on the couch and goes to help Morty.) Show you...

Jerry

Ma! Ma! MAAA! (Hangs up the phone in disgust.) Oh, ahhhh (sighs quietly)

George

How're the folks?