Red: Kitty, could you get that? I'm fixing the drawer. [clears throat]
Kitty: Oh, dear God. Your mother has already called me five times this morning. Red, you answer it.
Red: Kitty, I don't want to talk to her.
Kitty: She gave birth to you.
Red: [answers phone] Hello. Hi, Ma. Really? [to Kitty] It's for you.
Kitty: [takes phone] Hello, Mother Forman. Just like I told you, I don't know, half an hour ago the kids will be there at noon to pick you up. Yep, you're right. I need to work on my attitude. Bye then. [hangs up] [to Laurie] You know I could have married Bill Bower. His mother was dead.