Debra: You know what I think? I think maybe you're a little bit jealous, Frank.
Frank: Shut up.
Debra: [chuckles] Are you a little jealous, Frankie? [tickles Frank] Are you just a little bit jealous?
Ray: No, don't do that, honey.
Robert: Be careful, watch your fingers.
Frank: All right! So I'm a little jealous! He shouldn't be with her! He should be with me!
Ray: What?
Robert: Huh?
Frank: He was my friend first! We played bocce in Italy. Now he comes in the door it's like I don't exist.
Ray: Oh, cheer up, Dad, I'm sure there's a guy out there for you somewhere.
Robert: Yeah, maybe Marco has a brother... in the bell tower.