Robert: I don't need any more advice, okay? I have my own reasons for not wanting to get married just yet.
Marie: All right, what?
Robert: You really want to know, Ma? Part of it is I've lived with you for most of my life. I've never been on my own. And I finally get my own place and Amy is already bringing me plants. I love Amy, but I'm not ready for plants.
Marie: I think you're being selfish, Robby.
Robert: Good! It's about time. 'Cause this is my life. Not yours, not yours, not yours and not even Raymond's. Raymond had nothing to do with this decision. I made it. Me! And if you think I made a mistake, I don't care. That's right, because I'm in charge of me now. And now if you'll excuse me, I'm going home. To my home. The Crown view Apartments, unit 9-F. It still says Chung on the buzzer downstairs, but that's me.

Ray: Okay, here's something. You know how when you're sleeping and you, you kind of stop breathing? When you're married, there's always someone there to nudge you alive. All right, I don't know what I'm talking about. Look, look, this is marriage. You wake up in the morning and she's there. You come home at night and she's there. You eat, she's there. You go to sleep, there. And I know that sounds like a bad thing. But it's not. It's not. Not if it's the right person. Then it's good. It's good. It's really, really good.
Frank: I would like a minute for rebuttal.
Marie: If I were you, I wouldn't stop breathing in my sleep.
Ray: Okay, bad example.

Ray: I'm kidding. I'm just kidding. I was- I'm joking, that's- You know men do that. We joke around about stuff like, like marriage. Right, Dad?
Frank: I don't know what you're talking about.
Ray: Come on! Like how about when you joke about how you wish a tidal wave would come and sweep Mom out to sea.
Frank: I have never been more serious about anything in my entire life.