Ray: Look, don't change the subject here. I don't like being played.
Debra: You think I got you that DVD thing because I want something?
Ray: No, because you love me! Come on, huh! What is it? What do you want?
Marie: We're waiting.
Debra: I don't want anything. I was trying to get you something I thought might make you happy because, as a matter of fact, I do love you. And it's Christmas and I wanted to get you a DVD player.
Ray: Oh, well thanks, then. I'm gonna go set it up.
Debra: Just a minute. Did you get me those pots so I would let you play golf?
Ray: Whoa! Whoa, whoa. Come on! What? Where's this coming from?
Debra: Unbelievable.