Marie: I want Frank to help me set the table. No, that's all right. [gasps] My canister. Where did you get that?
Frank: I, uh... was hiding it from you. I thought it would be funny.
Marie: You what?
Frank: Yeah, I was using it to keep my nuts and bolts in. Then, when I saw you carrying on about how much you wanted to find the damn thing, I hid it in the attic. Pretty funny, huh?
Marie: Frank, I love that canister! I've been tearing my hair out, running around like a crazy woman looking for that!
Frank: All funny.
Marie: Oh, really, Frank? Well, here's what's not funny, this marriage!
Debra: Marie, l-
Frank: Let her go.
Marie: This is so typical of you and your so-called sense of humor. You have no respect for me whatsoever and you never have. Well, I promise you something, Frank. You will not be looking back on this little stunt as funny. I hope you're happy with yourself. You have ruined Easter!