Marie: You're not hungry? What's the matter? You don't look so good.
Ray: No, I'm fine, Ma.
Marie: No, you look terrible. You better eat something.
Frank: Let's go. I've got two minutes till the commercial's over.
Marie: Frank, doesn't Raymond look all worn out and tired?
Frank: What do you expect? He's been talking to you. Let's go. Lasagna time. Chop-chop.