Marie: Oh, I'm glad you boys are here. My laundry room shelves were delivered, so you can put them up tomorrow morning.
Robert: Oh, yeah, you know, sorry, Ma, but Ray and I are going golfing, but we'll do it for you on Sunday.
Marie: No, no, no. That won't do, because Lee and Stan are coming for lunch tomorrow afternoon.
Ray: I- I- It's kinda all set, Ma.
Marie: So the list of things more important than me just keeps getting longer. [Ray & Robert groan] All right, how 'bout doing the shelves now? Do you have any time for your mother now?
Robert: Well, actually, we're supposed to leave for the golf course tonight.
Marie: Oh. I understand. Okay, go golfing. Have a good time.
[Marie slowly limps out of the living room]