(After Drake and Granny go outside to play basketball)
Josh: This is better than bingo!
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Grammy: You could take a bath and put on some clean clothes.
(Drake reaches for a knife.)
Josh: Don't do it, Drake!
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Josh: What's the matter?
Drake: I had to unpack your grandmother's suitcase. These hands have touched Grammy panties.
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Grammy: (To Drake) You, work on your jump shot. (To Josh) You, work on not gettin' hit in the face.
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Drake: Let's have fun while we can
(Grammy walks in door)
Grammy: Can't you two remember to lock the door?
Drake: Well, that two seconds was fun.
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Josh: I'm big and strong . . . sort of
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Drake: You can't just copy tickets.
Scottie: Sure you can. You just stick the tickets in the machine and press copy. Any moron can do it.
Drake: No, it takes a special moron like you!
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Grammy: I must be in the wrong house. My Joshie's cute but nowhere near this handsome.
Josh: Yeah, I was expecting my Grammy - not this pretty young thang.
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Josh: What a great weekend!
Drake: Yeah!
Josh: We can stay up late!
Drake: Yeah, we can!
Josh: We can order pizza whenever we want!
Drake: Yeah, we can!
Josh: We can walk around in our underwear!
Drake: No, we can't!
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Drake: I beat you and you know it.
Grammy: You couldn't beat an egg!
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Grammy: Don't fool with me. I wasn't born yesterday.
Drake: I wouldn't doubt that.
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Grammy: Do I look stupid?
Drake: (opens mouth to reply)
Josh: Drake. . .
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