Tim Blake Nelson: Roger Johnson
Gerry : It's a fat camp! Are you crazy? No way! I'm not going to camp with a bunch of fat loads!
Mrs. Garner : Gerry!
Roger Johnson : Now that's not kind, Gerry.
Maury Garner : We're doing this for your own good. We gatta nip this thing in the bud.
Gerry : I'm fine. This is a joke right? You're fatter than I am why don't you go to fat camp.
Mrs. Garner : You show your father some respect.
Maury Garner : First I think we should have a little pow-wow, and then we will call you with our decision.
Gerry : I'll give you my decision right now. I'm not going.
[Cut to a jetliner taking off]
Gerry : Who's this?
Roger Johnson : Hi, Gerry. "Roger Johnson." Islander's fan, huh? Team of the future, I'd say.
Gerry : Uh, yeah. Whatever, I'm out of here.
Maury Garner : Hold those horses, cowboy. Mr. Johnson is your guest, and he's here to talk to you about a very special summer camp.
Roger Johnson : A camp designed just for you, Gerry.
Gerry : Summer Camp? No way. I have plans for the summer. I'm gonna hang out!
Mrs. Garner : Come on, Honey. He's got a videotape for us to watch. Why don't we just take a little peek?
Gerry : Why don't we not?