Johnny: I wanna join the Army.
Aunt Bella: The Army? Our Army?
Johnny: Yeah! But they wouldn't take me. I couldn't pass the, the - hatever they give you I couldn't pass.
Aunt Bella: You guys have to promise not to tell grandma! Jay?
Jay: I promise.
Aunt Bella: Arty?
Arty: She and I have very short conversations.
Jay: Where would someone like Grandma hide her money?
Arty: You're not thinking of stealing it, are you?
Jay: No, but what if we just borrowed it? I'd just love to send Pop an envelope with $9,000.
Arty: Who would he think sent it to him... God?
Jay: No. He had an uncle in Poland who died. We can say he left the money to Pop in his will.
Arty: Jay, do you think the Germans would let some Jew in Poland send $9,000 to some Jew in Alabama?
