Red: Hey, my old train set. [chuckles]
Marty: Your train set? That was our train set.
Red: Well, really, it should have been mine. You never played with it, right?
Marty: Red, do you want to keep the trains?
Red: If you don't want them.
Marty: Well, it's not about me. It's about what you want. Make an honest declaration of your needs.
Red: Would you cut the crap?
Marty: Just say to me, "Marty, I want the trains."
Red: Marty... I'd be glad to hang on to them for you.
Marty: Are you asking me for them?
Red: No!
Marty: Fine. Then I'll keep them.
Red: Fine. Go ahead and keep them. I don't want the damn things. Kitty, you go in there and tell that bastard to give me my trains.
Kitty: Red, it's your problem. I gotta make a pie.