Lillian: Well, sweetie, let me fix your plate.
Kim: Oh, the patriarchy's alive and well.
Bill: [to Big Jim] She only doing this to compete with her mother.
Big Jim: Don't overthink it, son. Enjoy it till it's over.
Bessie: Bill, I made those buttermilk biscuits because I know you love 'em.
Lillian: Well, you know, Mama, I use that same recipe.
Bessie: My recipe's different. It's not written down like yours.
Lillian: Well, I learned it from watching you, so I don't see how it's different.
Bessie: Because writing it down makes it taste different.
Kim: Now I see where Mama gets it from.
Bill: But do you see where you get it from?
Bessie: Don't you agree, Bill?
Bill: Well... I think everybody's biscuits are perfect. [plate thuds]
Big Jim: It's over.