Ray: Well, you've got your wish. Yeah, we're having Thanksgiving here, and the Russians are coming.
Debra: Wow, great! That's what I wanted. Here.
Ray: Really? We'll see.
Debra: What do you mean?
Ray: Well, because my mom now said she'd be happy to come.
Debra: So, what's wrong with her being happy?
Ray: Just think about it. This was supposed to be her year, right? The year that you're now taking. And everybody's gonna be coming here and she now knows that the star of your show is a fish. That makes her very happy.
Debra: Come on, what are you saying? That your mother's looking forward to my dinner being a flop?
Ray: I'm not saying she wants it to be a flop, but she doesn't want it to be better than hers.