Ray: Okay, all right, regret, regret. Okay, when we were first married we went to a party at my editor's house. And you didn't know anybody and you were kind of nervous, and later at dinner you told a story that you thought was gonna be funny but it nobody laughed.
Debra: So you regret that I'm a stiff at parties? Thanks, feeling better.
Ray: No, no, listen. They didn't laugh, but neither did I. I saw that you were embarrassed and I should have been there for you and I wasn't. Yeah, I've always regretted that.
Debra: Wow. That must have been a long time ago. Such a small thing.
Ray: Yeah, well, tell that to my conscience. I'd ask you what you regret, but I'd be afraid you'd say you regret marrying me.
Debra: Oh, not all the time.