Robert: Here you go, Ma.
Marie: Oh, my goodness!
Ray: Yeah. Listen, Ma, we're sorry. We shouldn't have yelled at you.
Robert: Yeah, we felt bad all day.
Marie: Oh, you shouldn't have. You're the best sons any mother could hope for. [kisses Ray & Robert]
Frank: Why do I suddenly want jelly doughnuts?
Marie: Oh, these shelves are so beautiful. And flowers!
Robert: Glad you like 'em, Mom. Sorry they weren't ready in time for Lee and Stan.
Marie: Oh, that doesn't matter. Come on, you're gonna carry these shelves over to Lee's house right now.
Ray: Okay. All right, Ma. Pick it up. Oh, by the way, Deb, I beat Robert at golf, so when Dad dies, Mom's gonna live with us.