 You're worse than the kids from the PAL. But you still love me, Roy, sweetie, right? Yeah, yeah. That's not good enough. Come on, say it. In front of the whole poker game, I love you, Oscar Madison. You don't take any of this seriously, do you? You owe money to your wife, your government, your friends. What do you want me to do, Roy? Jump in the garbage disposal and grind myself to death? Life goes on, even for those of us who are divorced, broke, and sloppy. Hello, divorced, broke, and sloppy.