Ray: Where are the children?
Marie: They're in Ally's room. I didn't want them to see me like this.
Debra: Oh, my. Marie, I-- God. I feel terrible.
Robert: [enters] Here we go. I'm here for you, Ma. I told Nemo you were hurt, he threw in some free breadsticks.
Marie: Oh, these seem old.
Frank: You are what you eat.
Marie: Oh. Oh. Robby, give your father his order of miserable bastard.