Tim: As usual, Martin, you're an hour late.
Marty: Yeah, yeah. I was on the phone with Ma. You know how she goes on and on.
Tim: She doesn't like talking on the phone.
Marty: She likes talking to me.
Mr. Leonard: She hated talking to me. When he was in high school, every time I'd call her, I'd say, "Hello, Mrs.
Taylor." She'd say, "Oh, God, what's he done now?"