Ray: What's going on?
Debra: What happened to you last night? Did you go to over to your parents' to sleep?
Ray: [slaps his forehead] Why didn't I think of that? No, I slept in the damn garage.
Debra: What? You slept in the car?
Ray: [slaps his forehead again] No. I slept on the sled.
Debra: Honey, why?
Ray: I was trapped down there. Your parents were down here yapping and I fell asleep waiting for them to go upstairs.