Debra: Marie, my question's for you.
Marie: Great. See? This is fun.
Debra: Okay. Right. "You were a famous movie star in the 1950s. But now you are strapped for cash. You are invited to endorse a diaper for bladder control on TV. Do you?" [Frank laughs]
Marie: Why did you ask me that question? You think I have that problem?
Debra: What? No, I just-
Marie: You think I'm old?
Debra: No, no.
Ray: Oh, I need a match and a cup of gasoline.
Marie: I'm not answering you, Debra.
Ray: Ma, come on, you're the one who wanted to play this game.
Marie: This isn't play. This is a personal attack.
Frank: It's a question, Marie.
Marie: A question about my old bladder.