Lorraine: "Um, Mother? With Marty's parents out of town, don't you think he oughta spend the night? I mean, after all, Dad almost killed him with the car."
Stella: "That's true, Marty. I think maybe you should spend the night. I think you're our responsibility."
Marty: "Well, gee, I don't know."
Lorraine: "And he can sleep in my room."
Marty: "I gotta go! Uh, I gotta go. Thanks very much. It was wonderful. You were all great. Uh, see you all later. Much later."