Robert: You know in those days when I was running information to Dad, I think the guilt was the cause of my occasional bedwetting.
Ray: All right, look, whatever. It was a long time ago.
Robert: Yeah, but it was wrong. We were suppose to stick together, right? I mean, we're brothers. Brothers do those kind of things. Not good ones.
Ray: All right, listen! I gotta tell you something! You never wet your bed. I used to... I used to wait until you fell asleep and then I'd pour a glass of water in there with you.
Robert: What?!
Marie: What?! [Frank chuckles]
Ray: Well, I... I didn't want to always look like a baby, you know? Calling for Mom when I was scared. I knew that she would come if you wet your bed.
Marie: I always wondered why I was up by your shoulders.