Marie: We're not talking about your brother. I need to know why you wrote that.
Ray: I don't know, Ma!
Marie: Do you know when this feeling began?
Ray: No.
Marie: Do you know when this feeling ended?
Ray: No.
Marie: I see.
Ray: Oh, come on, Ma. What? I don't hate you. I never hated you. I don't know why I wrote that. I'm sorry. Okay, I'm sorry. That was a terrible thing to write. I was wrong to ever write that. You know, I didn't really wanna be a tap dancer, either. Okay, are we okay now?
Marie: [hugs Ray] Yes.