Marie: Oh my God! What else did you lie to me about? Did you smoke?
Ray: What? At that party?
Marie: Oh my God. Did you smoke?
Ray: Smoke what?
Marie: Oh my God! Oh!
Ray: Come on, Ma, what?
Marie: This is how I raised you? Didn't I tell you not to smoke? How many times did I tell you not to smoke, or drink, or do anything? And how many times have you lied to me?
Ray: This was the one time.
Marie: It's another lie. You lied to your mother.
Ray: Everybody lied to their mother.
Marie: I don't care about everybody else. You're my son. I trusted you. And every day that you pretended to be a good boy you were lying to me.