Barb Tucker: Hey, Merle, it's your son's wedding, maybe lose the toothpick?
Merle Tucker: I'm getting tired of this nagging. I'm leaving you.
Jay: What?
Barb Tucker: Not if I leave you first!
Gloria: No, no, no, you don't mean this!
Barb Tucker: Oh, don't you feel bad, honey. You have helped me today.
Merle Tucker: [to Jay] Thanks for getting me over the hump.
Jay and Gloria: What did you do?