Tom Hulce: Larry
Larry Buckman : [after he rolls from a moving car, he stands up and brushes himself off] Hi, Dad. Dinner ready?
Frank : [bewildered] What was that?
Larry Buckman : Huh? Oh, some - friends were just dropping me off.
Frank : Friends? Friends slow down, they even stop!
[Larry walks away chuckling as Cool catches up to him]
Marilyn Buckman : Cool is adorable. Adorable! Why didn't you write us when you had a son?
Larry Buckman : I didn't know myself until a couple of months ago. You see, a few years ago, I was living in Vegas with this girl. Showgirl. She was in that show "Elvis On Ice". Anyhow, we drifted apart, as people do in these complicated times, and then a couple of months ago, she shows up with Cool and tells me "You watch him. I shot someone. I have to leave the country." That's a parent?
Larry Buckman : Dad, I can't get a break. I have been so close so many times I could touch it.
Frank : Did you ever think about getting a job?
Larry Buckman : Oh great. Oh that is just great now. What did you always tell me? "Make your mark, don't be one of the numbers."
Frank : You misunderstood me. You weren't listening.