Debra: Listen, I know the idea of being independent is very different than the way your mother raised you.
Ray: Hey, hey, hey, never mind what my mother did, okay? At least I didn't turn out pushy and mean like...
Debra: What? Me? You think I'm pushy and mean?
Ray: You want to push me right now, don't you?
Debra: Yeah, you'd probably tattle.
Ray: Boy, I'll tell you. Good thing we didn't know each other when we were little. I wouldn't have liked you.
Debra: I wouldn't have liked you either, okay?
Ray: Yeah, standing in your little groups at school making fun of the kid whose mom showed up with his snowpants.
Debra: [laughs] Snowpants!
Ray: There was a good chance of snow!