Robert: You know, I was actually thinking that Mom was starting to appreciate me for myself, just like she appreciates Raymond. Idiot, idiot, idiot!
Amy: Oh, Robert. It's okay. She appreciates you.
Robert: Yeah. I'm her prize stud.
Amy: Hey, if you think about it, she appreciates you so much that she can't wait to have a bunch of little Roberts running all over the place.
Robert: Little Roberts.
Amy: Or little Robertas. You know, it's actually kinda sweet in its own manipulative, creepy way. It's like she built a little nest for us.