Eric: Out of my way, Dad. Time for me to rock.
Red: You're not going to the concert.
Eric: What? Why not?
Red: Look, every family has its holiday traditions. Some sing, others play charades. In our family, someone always cries. But I'll be damned if it's gonna be your mother crying tonight. I can't see her like that. I love her.
Eric: She threatened not to make the yams.
Red: Just get the hell back in the house.