Michael: [on the phone] All right, Mom. I'll be sure to tell Buster. Right. Bye. [hangs up] Mom wanted me to tell you that she doesn't care whether you live or die, but if you're not dead she would like to see you at the courthouse tomorrow in the blue sweater.
Buster: Damn! I hate the blue sweater.
Michael: She said it would look nice with the gray pants.
Buster: Damn it! She's right!