Marie: Oh, your father has finally done it.
Ray: What's that, buckle his pants?
Marie: I wish. That man has been sitting in front of the TV every day for 45 years. "Get me this. Get me that. You're clipping them too short." That ingrate can't stop hounding me for five minutes. [sees carpet stain] Ooh, that's interesting.
Debra: Yeah. We've seen the stain.
Marie: You know, Debra, for something like a spill, I find it best to wipe it the day it happens.