Marie: This is our first trip.
Ted: Oh, well then, sir, may I recommend the deck by moonlight? You and your lady might enjoy the gorgeous--
Ray: Whoa, whoa, whoa! Lady? Whoa! This is not my lady, okay? This is my mother.
Ted: Oh, sure, sure, sure. Mother. Done.
Ray: She really is my mother. Tell him you're my mother.
Marie: Oh, honey, look. Origami!
Ray: Look, what did you write there? I'm telling you the truth.
Ted: It doesn't really matter. We're at sea. You have a grand time, you two.
Ray: Oh... [ship horn blows]