Marie: Who wants a big bowl of ice cream?
Robert: What is wrong with me?
Amy: Nothing's wrong with you, Robert.
Robert: No? My kid brother arrives, and from then on, I gotta rub lunch on my face?
Debra: Robert, I know it doesn't seem like it right now, but this is a good moment for you. You understand something about yourself, and now that you understand it, you can stop if you want.
Marie: Yeah, but the most important thing is that we all have to remember that your problem was nobody's fault. Here you go, Raymond.
Ray: Happy landing.