Marie: All right, Frank. Today's the day. The big fork and spoon are coming down, because I've been able to rise above 45 years of petinesses.
[When Marie removes the fork and spoon from the hooks, the wallpaper is noticeably less faded where the big cutlery hung. Marie hangs them back up.]
Marie: This is all your fault! [exits]
Frank: When did we get those?