Grandfather Stratton: Miss. Leinerhan, an unauthorized prepubescent has appeared.
Ricky: I'm authorized. I'm your grandson, Ricky.
Grandfather Stratton: I'll take care of it. Young man, I believe I heard you mention the word "grandson." I have no grandson. I would know if I had a grandson. I make it a point to keep up with these things.
Ricky: But I am your grandson
Grandfather Stratton: What's your game?
Ricky: What do you mean?
Grandfather Stratton: You come here pretend to be my long lost relative. You think I'm gonna pay your way through life. Well, I don't pay my real relatives' way through life.
Ricky: I came here 'cause I wanted to get to know my grandfather. I'm not after your money. I guess what my Dad said about you is true. He said you where an old buzzard.
Grandfather Stratton: Hold it. Your father called me an old buzzard? Well, then maybe you are my grandson.