Jerry: Dede needs me. I shouldn't go anywhere.
Claire: But... But what... But what about the butterflies and Méjico?
Farrah: Claire, I can feel it. Your mother is in pain right now.
Claire: Are... Are we absolutely sure it's the tree? Because I do have an eggplant parmesan under the broiler.
Jerry: I don't mean to overreact, but I think the situation may call for some throat singing.
[Jerry and Farrah vocalize]