Marie: So do you take me in?
Debra: You know, I don't think this is really the time. Right, Ray?
Robert: What about me?
Marie: What about you, dear?
Robert: Why can't you live with me when Dad dies?
Frank: Excuse me. I'm still here! I'm still in the room!
Marie: This is hypothetical, Robbie. For this question, let's just say I only have one son.
Robert: Well, what else is new?