Michael: Where is he?
Lucille: On the Balcony.
Michael: Of his own free will?
Lucille: Fifty-fifty

Buster: Mother's becoming a little controlling.
Michael: What tipped you off? When she locked you out on the balcony
again?
Buster: That was kind of my fault... I thought I saw a graham cracker
out there.
Michael (to Lucille): You baited the balcony?
Lucille: Prove it.