[flashback:]
Ray: Holy Moses. What are you looking at?!
Robert: I'm waiting for the baby, Raymond!
Ray: Your eyes got to be so open?
Robert: All right, I'm going to need something to wrap the baby in. Raymond, give me your shirt.
Ray: What? No, no, no, no.
Debra: Punch him and take the shirt, Robert!
Ray: All right, all right! Man, this is not right! This is against God! Thou shalt not look at thy brother's wife there!
Robert: That's not a commandment!
Ray: It didn't have to be! It's so bad, God just figured that it was understood!

[flashback:]
Debra: Stop it! Stop it! Stop bothering him! He's delivering our child!
Ray: All right! Well, deliver already! Start delivering!
Robert: Well actually, Debra, you-you're not set to pop.
Debra: What do you mean?
Robert: Well, I don't think I'm seeing what I'm supposed to be seeing.
Ray: What do you mean? You're seeing everything! What else are you supposed to see?!
Robert: A head!
Debra: Oh. Maybe it's not hurting so much anymore.
Ray: Well, you stop looking then, stop looking!
Robert: I think I'll go back up there and wait for the traffic to start moving. In case the traffic starts moving.
Debra: Sorry, everybody.

[flashback:]
Ray: Ma, you want to see the baby?
Marie: I see her. Very nice.
Debra: Marie, I want you to hold her.
Marie: No, no, it's fine. I know my place. Give her to me. Oh! Oh, Ally, sweet baby. Grandma's sweetie.