Debra: [on the phone] Well, of course she has time to work out. She's only got one kid.
Ray: [interrupting] Where's the paper?
Debra: Give her a pair of twins and then let's see her body.
Ray: Debra, where's the paper?
Debra: I don't know. [on the phone] Yeah, yeah. Put her in a bikini. There you go.
Ray: You brought the paper in. Where did you put it?
Debra: Honey, I'm on the phone. [on the phone] You know what? I saw a bathing suit that would be perfect for you.
Ray: Could you point to the paper?
Debra: Would you stop? I'm on the phone.
Ray: In the time it took you to say that you can tell me where the paper is.
Debra: [on the phone] Yeah, it's just my husband.
Ray: Well, who's that?
Debra: It's Jason's mom from school.
Ray: You don't even know her name. Tell me her name.
Debra: Shh! [on the phone] Yeah, I have the catalog here somewhere.
Ray: So you're looking for something for somebody you don't even know. Where's my paper?!
Debra: I've got the catalog. I'll give it to you when I see you at the book fair. Okay, bye-bye. [hangs up] God! You are impossible! I can't talk on the phone for two minutes without you interrupting me.