Debra: I'm out of here.
Ray: Oh, come on, where you going?
Debra: Maybe I'll call Amy. Maybe I'll go to the mall, do some shopping.
Marie: I'm leaving, too. I'm gonna talk to your father.
Ray: Oh, please, come on. Debra, Debra, please.
Debra: Don't say one more word, or I'll send your mother right back in here to smack the crap out of you.