[Helen and Morty, packing up in Uncle Leo's apartment.]

MORTY: I'm sorry Leo's moving back here. I'm not ready to go back to Florida.
HELEN: He was getting along so well with that woman, what happened?
(Morty shrugs, the phone rings, Morty answers.)

MORTY: Hello?
VOICE: This is Frank Costanza.
MORTY: What do you want?
FRANK: You think you could keep us out of Florida? We're moving in lock, stock and barrel. We're gonna be in the pool. We're gonna be in the clubhouse. We're gonna be all over that shuffleboard court! And I dare you to keep me out!

(Frank hangs up, Morty hangs up.)
MORTY: I'm sorry, we can't go back to Florida.

FRANK: Are you telling me there's not one condo available in all of Del Boca Vista?