Marie: So you see, dear. This is a list of who gets what when l, you know... And here's you. You were gonna get all the recipes anyway. I just wanted to wait till I was gone before I was replaced. Can you understand?
Debra: I understand.
Marie: So here they all are.
Debra: Oh, boy.
Marie: Can you forgive me?
Debra: Will I be able to make meatballs as good as yours?
Marie: Yes.
Debra: Okay, I forgive you.
Marie: All right. Use them in good health.
Debra: All right.
Ray: That's nice. Isn't that nice?
Debra: Hey, where's the Steak Pizzaiola?
[Marie runs out of the house]