Debra: Marie, look. We're just trying to tell Ally that we trust her enough to take on more responsibility.
Marie: By making her into a slave?
Debra: She's not a slave.
Ray: Yeah. This is nothing compared to what Dad made us do when we were kids.
Robert: That's true. Talk about slaves.
Frank: I beg your freakin' pardon?
Ray: Come on. Uh uh, "Rake those leaves. Shovel that snow."
Robert: "Change that tire. Lift that piano."
Frank: Hey, I only asked you two bozos to do stuff so you could feel that you weren't worthless. It's called being a good father. [Ray & Robert chuckle]
Frank: Hey, what are you laughing at? I even paid you.
Ray: Oh, yeah, yeah. One nickel. One time.
Robert: And we had to share it.