Late Night Courier: Gaylord M. Focker? Greg Focker: That's me. Jack Byrnes: I thought your name was Greg. Greg Focker: It is. Late Night Courier: That's not what it says here. Greg Focker: Gaylord is my legal name. Nobody's called me by it since third grade. Denny Byrnes: Wait a minute, so your name is Gay Focker?
Bob Banks: What is that smell? Jack Byrnes: That smell, Bob, is our shit. Focker flushed the toilet in the den so the septic tank overflowed. Greg Focker: I told you, Jack, it wasn't me, it was Jinx. Jack Byrnes: FOCKER, I'm not gonna tell you again. Jinx cannot flush the toilet. He's a cat for Christ sakes! Larry: The animal doesn't even have thumbs, Focker.