Debra: No, we can't blame this on your father. I told the wallpaper guy that this was okay.
Ray: Well, why did you do that?
Debra: Because I didn't want to deal with your parents anymore.
Ray: Huh. So my father gets away with it and you're okay with that.
Debra: Yeah, I'm okay with this. I wasn't okay when they drove the car through the house, but you have to pick your battles.