Maggie: What's the matter honey?
Ben: Dad didn't know how to do my elbow.
Maggie: Oh? Let me see. Oh dad did a great job on these cuts...Superman bandaids- the works. Oh I get it, he didn't kiss it better...and say I love you little pumpkin head.
Ben: It was all so clinical. Mom, how come you had to go back to work?
Maggie: I didn't have to Ben, I wanted to. Come here. Ben, imagine you had to spend fifteen years in this house, without ever going out to play. You'd go crazy wouldn't you? Well believe it or not, a lot of grown-ups feel the same way about work.
Ben: That's sick mom.
Maggie: Ben, I know this has been a big change for all of us, and I worry about not being here for you because...well...you're the youngest. And I worry about not being here for Carol because she's a girl, and she needs her mother. And I worry about not being here for Mike, to keep him from accidentally blowing something up. And believe me I worry about leaving your father here to cope with all you monsters.
Ben: You shouldn't worry so much mom, you'll make yourself crazy.
Maggie: I love you.