Ray: All right, Ma, it looks like it's all gonna work out.
Marie: It doesn't look that way, Raymond.
Ray: No, no, it is. It is. You smell nice. What is that? Is that a new perfume?
Marie: No, it's what I always wear. It's my Jean Nate.
Ray: I've always- I've always loved that. And I gotta say something. I've never told you this, but you know what one of my favorite things about you is...? [Ray starts pushing Marie's chair towards the family]
Marie: What are you doing?
Ray: No, Ma, please, I'm just trying to compliment you, that's all. I just- I just love the way you're just so open-minded and considerate, especially when someone's trying to do something for you.
Marie: Raymond, you are putting me into a very awkward situation.
Ray: No, I'm not. I'm putting you into your Christmas picture, which you're gonna love. Hey, everybody, look, it's Mom. If you could just, please, just try to smile.
Marie: I will, Raymond, but this is not the present I wanted.