Stuart Sutcliffe: All right, time out, time out! I think I know what the problem is.
Kitty: All right, fine. I drink a little.
Stuart Sutcliffe: What?
Kitty: I have a very difficult job, and I come home at night, and, well...
Eric: Drinks are her nightly reward.
Stuart Sutcliffe: Mrs. Forman, I believe the source of your husband's stress is...
Kitty: Oh, here it comes.
Stuart Sutcliffe: ...your son.
Red: Him?
Eric: Me?
Kitty: It's not me? Oh, boy!