Merle Tucker: Oh, this was a delicious meal, Mitchell. I wish my wife could cook a roast like this. You got a good one there, son.
Cameron: Oh, well, I'm very lucky, just like you and mama. Never had a bad patch. Except the winter of '85. Remember that?
Merle Tucker: Oh, I spent several nights in the cow bed then.
[Cameron gives Mitchell a knowing look]