Marie: And I made cannolis.
Debra: Actually, we're kind of in the middle of something, right, Ray?
Ray: What, you only made four?
Debra: Ray!
Ray: It's just that there's five of us.
Marie: I made six, but your father got at 'em.
Frank: No, I didn't.
Marie: Well, I guess two had wings, 'cause they just flew away.
Frank: Then make another one of those and climb aboard.