Robert: Yet we still felt bad, like all we were doing wasn't good enough.
Ray: Yeah. We always feel bad. We fall for it every time! The guilt. Your guilt!
Marie: If you feel guilty, it's not because of me.
Robert: Oh, yeah, right, Ma. By the way, where's the limp? Yeah!
Marie: I feel very sad. [limps back over to her chair] All this anger against me because of your precious golf.
Ray: No! That's just the straw that broke the camel's back! You've been making us feel guilty about stuff our whole lives, and we're sick of it!
Robert: Sick!
Ray: Nothing is ever good enough, and it's always our fault!