What are you doing here?
[Melvin ignores this question, instead answering a charge that he had imagined that Carol might have taken.]
This is not a sexist thing. If you were a waiter, I'd be saying the -
Are you totally gone? This is my private home.
I'm trying to keep emotion out of this. Even though it's an important issue to me, and I have very strong feelings on the subject.
What subject? That I wasn't there to take crap from you and bring you eggs? Do you have any control over how creepy you allow yourself to get?
Yes, I do, as a matter of fact. And to prove it, I have not gotten personal, and you have. Why aren't you at work? You sick? You don't look sick. Just tired and bitter.
My son is sick, okay?
[She crosses to the sink to dump the ice. Melvin takes a step inside.]
What about your mother?
How do you know about my mother?
I hear you talking while I wait.
[offscreen]
Mom, I finished my juice.
I'm sorry, honey. One sec.
[offscreen]
Mom.
[He walks into the room. Melvin is uncomfortable.] [to Spencer "Spence" Connelly]
How ya doing?
[Spence just stares at Melvin, who becomes miffed.]
You should answer someone when they speak to you.
[Carol eyes Melvin with disgust and disbelief.]
I'm sorry, Melvin! That's it! I cannot handle you teaching my son manners!
