Ray: Open!
Frank: Come on, Marie. I'm starving.
Ray: No, wait, Dad. I'm getting it now.
Marie: When you're finished, shut off the lights, Raymond.
Ray: I'm getting it. It's almost open! Will you stop it? Stop! You're gonna hear it in a few seconds. Will you stop it? All right, forget it! Forget it! Forget Forget it! I want nothin' to do with either of ya!