Frank: Hey, how you doing? Your mother sent me. Said you were all alone over here.
Debra: He's not all alone. I'm taking care of him.
Frank: Oh, too bad, 'cause on the way over here, I was trying to think of what we could talk about. I actually came up with a little something.
Ray: Well, we could still talk.
Frank: Nah, I'll save it.
Ray: Ma tell you about the guy sneezing on me?
Frank: Yeah. Yeah, Shirley. I ever tell you about Korea? I shared a latrine with 100 men. You were lucky if you got sneezed on.