Marie: Frank, tell the truth. It's not twice a week.
Frank: Well, give or take. The point is we're not dead.
Ray: You know, I can't believe this, but I actually want to ask you something.
Marie: Go ahead, dear.
Ray: How can you two be so... shouldn't you two be tired?
Frank: What's there to be tired about? I don't work anymore. What else do I got to do?
Marie: And you're forgetting the most important thing about the sex.
Debra: Oh, God.
Marie: The kids are out of the house.
Frank: Yeah, for years you were dragging us down.
Marie: You remember the night when Robby went to his new apartment? [Frank chuckles]