Frank: What the hell is that?
Marie: It's milk for your coffee.
Frank: That's not my milk.
Marie: That's regular milk.
Frank: Not in a blue carton, it's not. Give me that. Skim!
Marie: It's better for you.
Frank: Don't give me better. Look, it's not even mixing. The coffee doesn't even recognize it.
Marie: If you don't drink that, I'm gonna...
Frank: What? What are you gonna do? Leave me?