Yes. I'm going to go find a fine lady, and then we're going to get married and have a whole gaggle of babies. We'll raise them to rub your feet and get you beer, and also to make organic soap and candles. Hell, I bet Bela'd be hot pregnant. Maybe I'll see if she's okay with makin' kids just to please you.
(Don't remember. Think it was when he and Dad started fighting.)