George

The attic? Y-you haven't wore any of those clothes for years.

Frank

How can I go on a cruise with out my cabana wear? I love those, those clothes. (Looks down yells) AH! (jumps out of his chair) A mouse! I saw a mouse! (takes off into another room with glass doors on it and shuts the door)

George

(picking up what Frank saw as a mouse) It's the remote.

Frank

(looking from the room; you can see him through the glass) Where the hell are my clothes? I love those clothes.

Rudy

Lousy moth ridden crap.