Debra: They gave him a new license?
Ray: Yup! Pretty good picture, too.
Debra: What kind of government is this?! What do you mean they, they just gave your father a new license? They're just giving stuff away over there! My God! All right, hey, I'm gonna go out tomorrow and get my pilot's license. Yes, then I'm gonna, oh, perform a few marriages. Then I'm gonna open a casino!
Ray: Hey while you're at it, get a masseuse's license.
Debra: Why are you just lying there? What are we gonna do now?
Ray: What? What are we gonna do? He's got a shiny new license. Mine expires before his does.
Debra: Okay, just because he slipped through the crack, this incredibly huge crack, doesn't mean he should be allowed to drive. We still have to talk to him.