Ray: What the hell am I going to get my dad now? He's never liked anything I've ever gotten him. I thought I developed the perfect system: I get him nothing. He seemed to like that. I got everybody to go along with it, and all of a sudden he likes the remote boat.
Debra: Well, it is his 65th birthday, Ray.
Ray: Come on, you're the shopper. Help me.
Debra: Why don't you take him to a ball game?
Ray: Hmm. No. It's got to be something I ordered. That much we know. It's late because I ordered it. Hey. Hey, if I got him the universal remote, he wouldn't need the remote boat. [chuckles] Robert.
Debra: What about the TV guide and the soda?
Ray: Damn.