Marie: Okay, well, I'm going back across the street. Who's coming with me? [grabs Robert's ear]
Robert: Ow! I'll go with you, Ma.
Marie: Anyone else?
Frank: She ain't my mother.
Debra: Go ahead, Ray.
Marie: Raymond?
Ray: Look, I shouldn't have to choose, okay? This is not my fight! Can't you two just start talking already? Come on, it's Mother's Day! Can't one of you two mothers just say something?