Debra: I should make you help me out more around here.
Ray: Well, it's not like I have nothing to do.
Debra: No, really, you know? I work too hard. I don't need to be a martyr.
Ray: I don't think you want to give it up cold turkey.
Debra: You know what? I've been up since 5:00. I'm gonna go take a nap.
Ray: Okay, but what about the Christmas dinner?
Debra: Your mom can make it. She wants to anyway. Listen, would you mind straightening up the living room? And then make sure the kids get washed and dressed, okay? Thanks, that'd help me a lot.
Ray: I'll do all those things, but then I get to golf, right?
Debra: Uh, no, I don't think so. Yeah, but I mean, how could I not think of myself as a martyr if I'm stuck at home with the kids while you're golfing with your buddies?
Ray: Yeah, about martyrs, a lot of them became saints.
Debra: No, you're right. And thank you, 'cause you really helped me. This is a great Christmas.