Marie: [enters] Oh, this is terrible. It's awful. I just found out that my sister is coming to the funeral.
Debra: Aunt Alda's coming all the way from Canada?
Marie: Uh-huh.
Ray: Oh, that's great if you like Aunt Alda. Who does?
Marie: Go ahead, have your fun. That woman broke my heart.
Frank: Not this again.
Marie: She never even sent Raymond a wedding present.
Ray: Well, that's 'cause she was upset 'cause you put her at a bad table at the reception.
Debra: Aunt Alda did kind of ruin the wedding.
Frank: It was seven years ago, and you're still not talking. I hate this story.
Marie: What am I supposed to do, huh? Our cousin Teresa has cataracts, so she's got to sit up front. Then she shows up with her daughter, Stacy, the 300-pound nutritionist. That's another two seats.