Debra: You don't understand, sweetie. When a child's pet dies, she has to go through a grieving process before she can take on a new pet.
Ray: All right, you can read. We get it. Isn't it a little morbid to make such a big deal out of this?
Debra: No, it's not morbid. It's reality.
Ray: Oh, come on. It's a hamster. Just leave her alone, and she'll get over it.
Debra: You know what I think would be healthy for all the kids? If we have sort of a formal goodbye ceremony for Pumpernickel.
Robert: Good idea, Deb.
Debra: Ray can dig a hole in the backyard.
Ray: I'm not digging a hole.
Debra: You're digging a hole. And I will get a shoebox.
Marie: Okay, I'll put out the cold cuts.
Frank: Okay. I'll get some beer.
Robert: All right, let's put on a funeral.