Marie: Hello, dear.
Robert: Hiya, Ma. [Marie slaps Robert on the back of the head] Ow! What are you doing?!
Marie: This is how you watch out for your father?
Robert: What did I do?!
Marie: You made him carry ladders around!
Ray: He didn't carry ladders.
Marie: Then how did he wrench his back?
Robert: What?!
Marie: He wrenched his back carrying ladders. Now he's lying on my couch demanding soup. And don't tell him I told you about this. He didn't want me to make a big deal out of it.
Robert: So why are you over here?
Marie: I don't listen to him.