[flashback:]
Frank: Well, what do you do?! Don't you have to go away from here?
Ray: Oh, no! I don't have a route mapped out to the hospital from here.
Debra: Shh, be quiet! I don't want Marie to know! Let's just get out of here.
Ray: What? Whoa, whoa, whoa. You're not going to tell my mother?
Debra: After we're in the hospital and well under way, then you can tell her.
Ray: What's well under way?
Debra: Kindergarten. I don't want her in my delivery room!
Ray: Maybe she could just bring cookies?
Debra: I am going to bite your nose right off.

[flashback:]
Nurse: Excuse me, we can't hold your mother back any longer. She just turned over a gurney.
Ray: Okay, let them in. We should keep the baby between us and her like a shield.

[flashback:]
Ray: Deb, Deb, just wait a minute.
Debra: What?
Ray: We've been having sex every day for the last three months. I'm starting to feel like a piece of meat.
Debra: Okay. [kisses Ray]
Ray: Boy, you really want a kid, huh?
Debra: What do you mean? Don't you?
Ray: Yeah, you know... I don't know.
Debra: Well, what? I mean, wasn't this the plan? We've been trying for three months. Aren't you the one that said you wanted a little Ray or Raymona?

[flashback:]
Debra: What are you saying? You don't want to have kids?
Ray: Does it have to be right this second?
Debra: I can't believe you're telling me this now! You just don't want responsibility! That's what this is about. You're a baby!
Ray: Yes, and you know what they say about babies having babies... It's a crisis.

[flashback:]
Debra: Come on in. Ray's not even home yet. Frank and Robert still parking?
Marie: Oh, Frank's looking for a broken meter. If Robert wasn't with him, he'd break one himself. I made you some appetizers for tonight. I hope you don't mind, dear.
Debra: Oh, please. Any time you want to come over with food, you're more than welcome.

[flashback:]
Marie: Debra, dear, I made you some pasta.
Debra: Oh, no thanks. I'm not hungry, Marie.
Frank: Hit me, I'm open.
Marie: But your baby's just three weeks away, you need your strength. I know, but the doctor said I shouldn't be eating anything heavy. So you're just going to do everything the doctor says? When I was with child, I ate three healthy meals a day, and look how my boys turned out.
Frank: Stop eating immediately.
Marie: Oh, I thought some motherly wisdom would be appreciated, but I guess I'm not worth it.
Debra: Okay, I'll eat it. Thank you, thank you.
Marie: No trouble, dear. I'm going to make you some tea. Pregnant women love tea.
Debra: [to her belly] Come out!

[flashback:]
Marie: Oh, wait, wait. Let me get my jacket.
Ray: No, no, no. Ma, you should, uh, I don't know. Why don't you just stay?
Marie: Well, why would I do that?
Ray: Because... Because... Oh hi, honey. [kisses Debra] Yeah. Uh... Mom
Frank: M-M-Marie. You should stay here.
Marie: Why, Frank?
Frank: 'Cause then you and I could have some... alone time.
Marie: Really? [Frank nods] Okay. Well, I guess we'll see you kids in a while.
Debra: Okay.
Ray: Okay, all right.
Frank: I hope everyone remembers this moment when it's time to name the baby!

[flashback:]
Ray: Wait a minute, which way are you going?! This is the L.I.E.! I said to take the bridge!
Robert: Look, I know what I'm doing. I- Uh-oh.
Debra: What "uh-oh"? Why "uh-oh"?
Ray: Well, there seems to be a little traffic.
Debra: Traffic! Traffic!
Ray: Bridge! I said the bridge!
Robert: All right, there- There must be an accident up ahead!
Ray: Well, go around them! Put your siren on!
Robert: There's no room to move! A siren would just annoy people! Maybe the bridge would have been faster.
Ray: Would have been faster to put a stamp on her butt and mail her.

[flashback:]
Frank: There she is! The fountain of youth. I'm sucking in that youth. [sniffs] Oh, man, is that great stuff?

Ally: Do you want to go home now?
Ray: No, no, we can stay. Want to dance with me?
Ally: That's okay. You don't like the slow songs.
Ray: No, I want to. It's going fast enough.