Debra: Okay. Once every two weeks, I go into the hamper, I find your pants and I dig out your paycheck.
Ray: You're welcome.
Debra: I deduct our fixed costs and figure out how much we have to service our debt. Whatever's left over is our discretionary fund. From that, I put away as much as possible for the kids' college growth and income plan. You understand?
Ray: You know, one of your eyes is bigger than the other one.
Debra: You can't even listen to me. You can't even hear about the budget?
Ray: You're making it so complicated.
Debra: What do you mean, I'm making it complicated?
Ray: Yeah, you are. Why don't you just pay the bills? I didn't mean what I said. I didn't mean that. What I meant was, it seems like it should be easier. For you.
Debra: It's going to be a lot easier.
Ray: Okay. I'm sorry.
Debra: No, you're right. I'm making it way too complicated. Just pay the bills.
Ray: All right. I guess I'll have to show you how easy it can be, then. [to Ally] You saw daddy talking. You couldn't stop me?