Debra: Frank, you're gonna pay for this, that's all there is to it.
Frank: Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Debra: No, Frank, you're paying the deductible. That's how it's gonna be.
Frank: Oh, really?
Debra: [to Ray] Why are you just standing there?
Ray: What am I supposed to do?
Debra: Oh, all right, thanks. Frank, I want a check for $1,000 by tomorrow.
Frank: Don't hold your breath.
Debra: Frank, I'm not kidding.
Frank: Fine! Fine! I'll pay the damn deductible! Apparently, all you people care about is money! I'll see you at home, Marie. [Frank drives off]
Marie: Wait, Frank, wait! I need to go to the supermarket!