Frank: Jeezaloo, it's about time.
Ray: Ma!
Debra: Oh, Marie, what happened?
Marie: We were doing that crazy game that the girl taught the kids and someone had allowed toys to be in the middle of the floor, and I tripped.
Debra: Oh my God, what can I do?
Frank: Do you have a lawyer?
Ray: You're gonna sue us, Dad?
Frank: Not you, your insurance company. We split it.