Frank: Hey, you two porcupines. I need you to bring that sofa bed up from the basement.
Ray: Old Lucky? I mean, Old Musty?
Frank: Listen, I haven't told your mother yet but I'm fixing a little area for her down there.
Ray: A little area?
Frank: I'm gonna bring down her sewing machine, maybe a folding chair, maybe a hot plate. She'll love it. She can stay down there all day.
Robert: Sounds like a sweatshop, Dad.
Frank: No, I'll give her a little fan.