Jay: Are you comfortable? Can I help you with anything that's not disgusting?
Aunt Becky: I'm fine. But I was wondering if, this summer, I could borrow your fishing cabin.
Jay: My fishing cabin?
[aside to camera:]
Jay: My dad had a fishing cabin that he promised would go to me, but the double-crossing bastard left it to my sister Becky, who's also a double-crosser. Now that her memory is Swiss cheese, I can steal my cabin back. Finally, the good guy wins.