Debra: We're not gonna leave, Robert. It's your birthday. And by the way this is for you. It's from all of us. Huh? It's a gym membership.
Ray: Okay, that's it. Let's go.
Debra: Ray, wait a minute.
Robert: Aw, pictures of beautiful people running, rowing, and lifting weights.
Debra: Nice, huh?
Robert: Yeah yeah, everybody can build up their arm muscles pointing and laughing at Sergeant Chubsy-Ubsy.
Debra: Robert, we just thought that it might help you.
Robert: I'll tell you what, Deb, why don't you take it, huh? You can go and exercise and lose like half a pound and then officially be perfect. [sings] Perfect Debra, sitting in a tree P-E-R-F-E-C-T.
Frank: Hey, that rhymes.
Debra: Look, Robert. We were just-
Robert: All right, listen listen. Thanks for the present, thanks for coming over, thanks for everything, everybody, okay? You may just wanna go now. The birthday boy is gonna blow out the candle.
Ray: Just for the record, I said we should get him a stripogram.