Dr. Katz

Ben: You go to the (truck driving) school; you learn how to drive long distances. Dr. Katz: Yeah, but what they don't teach you is how to control your bladder. Ben: But you go in the back, behind the seat, in a jar.

Ben: Hey, do you remember when I used to put on a pair of your pants? And then I'd pull them over my head, and I used to run around the house and bump into everything, and knock stuff over? Dr. Katz: I remember, Ben. Ben: Is there a job for that?

Dr. Katz: (to Laura) Do you ever have beat juice? Do you ever have just the juice from a can of spinach?

Ben: (decorating a cake) Take a look at this uh, this one I just built, Dad. It's a triple layer -- all icing." Dr. Katz: So what is inside the icing? Is it just gonna implode?

Laura: (about a bowl of rotting fruit) Can I just get rid of it? Dr. Katz: After today, you can throw it out if you like. And then we'll refresh it tomorrow. Laura: It's the flies, really, that bother me now. Dr. Katz: The smell doesn't bother you?

Ben: Do you like the (roller skate) outfit? Laura: No.

Ben: I had a fitful night's sleep, you know. And uh, today, you know, what I was gonna do. And then that lead me to think like 'Oh, what am I gonna do tomorrow?' Dr. Katz: You're thinking about your life, aren't you? Ben: No, just this week.

Ben: (describing cake he decorated) ... with fleur-de-lis pattern on top. Dr. Katz: Well, you know, I'm flabbergasted, really. Ben: Do you know what 'fleur-de-lis' means? Dr. Katz: Do you know what 'flabbergasted' means? Ben: No. Dr. Katz: We're even.

Ben: Hey Laura, notice anything different about me? Laura: No. Ben: I've gained 30 pounds. Laura: I was gonna say that, but I thought it would be rude.

Ben: Where'd you learn how to type? Laura: I kind of picked it up on the streets.

Dr. Katz: I just want you to embrace life. Ben: I do embrace life, Dad. I do. It's, you know what I live? The contemplative life. D'you know what I'm saying? It means I'm a thinker; I mean, I'm an embracer -- and I'm a thinker. I'm not necessarily a doer; there are too many doers out there.