Lois: Unbelievable! You invite me up here for a celebration, and instead, you blindside me?! You told complete strangers that I'm a monster!
Francis: Mom, I acknowledge your anger.
Lois: Well, get ready to acknowledge a lot more! Oh, you "forgive me," Francis? Do you forgive me for twenty-seven hours of labor? For staying up all night with you when you were sick with a 105-degree temperature?! For the thousands of hours I spent trying to get you to do your homework?!
Francis: Yes, Mom, I forgive you.
Lois: So it's all my fault that your life is messed up and you're an alcoholic?! I'm the source of everything wrong with your life?!
Francis: Mom, I'd love to get into this, but we don't talk about these things outside the meeting.
Lois: Well, get your coat. We're going back.