Marie: Debra, could I speak with you a minute?
Debra: Yeah, sure, Marie.
Marie: I want you to have this.
Debra: What? Why?
Marie: Well, I felt so bad for thinking you didn't return this to me.
Debra: Uh-huh.
Marie: And to be honest, every time I see it now, it makes me think of your father-in-law. So I either give you this or give you him.
Ray: This is probably easier to clean.
Debra: Marie, I can't take this.
Marie: No no no, please, dear. This was my mother's, and I'd like to pass this on to you.