Frank: Marie, how long is he gonna be around?
Marie: Ugh, I don't know. When are you gonna be finished with your book, Raymond?
Ray: I don't know.
Frank: Geez, oh Lou, I can't take it anymore!
Marie: I'll tell you something, my relationship with his mother is not worth this.
Ray: Hey, wait a minute. You're the one who told me to-
Marie: I know. I know, but he's such a mopey fellow.
Robert: "Oh no, my legs bother me. Ow."
Marie: "I'm allergic, oh..."
Frank: "I'm itchy, ow.."
Ray: Wait a minute, wait a minute! He's not that bad.
Frank: He's a schmo who's got no zest for life.