Ray: Geoffrey, get up, Geoffrey!
Debra: What are you doing?
Ray: I can't be the one who brings this to me. He'll kill me, okay? He likes Geoffrey. Geoffrey!
Debra: Shh, will you stop? Just stop there, stop. Go back to sleep.
Ray: Listen you're going too far with this.
Debra: This?! This is nothing compared to what they--
Ray: Oh, come on, when they come over and do stuff it's 'cause they don't know any better. You do. You know what's that called when you know better and you still do it? ... Not nice.