Ray: You know, Debra's right. She's right. I don't stick up for her enough. I always give you the benefit of the doubt 'cause I don't wanna upset you and you pull something like this. Do you know what you did? Do you know how crazy you drove Debra?
Marie: I didn't mean to make her crazy. I just wanted her to try to make the meatballs, fail, and give up. That way, everything would stay right.
Ray: Right? What makes that right? You have a problem, Ma!
Marie: Okay, I have a problem, but let me ask you something, Raymond. Would you come over here so much if I didn't make food for you?
Ray: Yeah! I'd come over for other things.
Marie: What other things?
Ray: These special moments.
Marie: Raymond, I'm your mother. I used to do everything for you. And then, like, I blinked, and you grew up. What do I do for you anymore? I mean, what's left? My food!