Ray: We are like idiots. We have to stop this. You know, Debra's right. This competing it's stupid. And your feet stink.
Robert: I don't want to compete with you, man.
Ray: No, seriously, your feet, you can't smell that?
Robert: Why are we like this? Where does this come from?
Ray: I don't know.
Marie: [enters] Look at this place. I just want to say something. You disappoint me, the both of you.
Ray: Sorry, Mom.
Robert: I'm sorry too.
Marie: And you especially, Robbie.
Robert: Me? Why?
Marie: Why? Because you should know better! You're the older one.
Ray: It's true. You should set an example.