Debra: Come on, can't you be honest? Look, Ray, if you saw someone pretty today, you could tell me.
Ray: I saw nothing.
Debra: Wow, she must be beautiful.
Ray: Look, she's Nemo's niece. How beautiful can she be, huh? You've seen Nemo. All right, look, some men might find her attractive. Nothing like you, though. Which means that you are the more attractive one. I... I have the right to an attorney.
Debra: Okay, so she's beautiful. That's all I wanted to know. No big deal.
Ray: Good. So it's over, done. All right, what's for dinner?
Debra: Lasagna. So would you sleep with her if we weren't married?
Ray: What? No!
Debra: Let's just pretend I didn't exist.
Ray: I don't like this ride. It's scary.
Debra: What are you afraid of?
Ray: [stops Debra from grating Parmesan] Look, if you didn't exist I'd never meet another woman because I'd be a sailor. I'd just sail around the world by myself married to the salt and the sea.