Ray: All right, here you go.
Debra: So how's that rib doin', Frank?
Frank: Oh, it's coming along, although I still can't burp the way I like.
Ray: Well, you stick to your rehab.
Frank: I'm happy to be out of that hospital. They had me so drugged up, I didn't know whether I was comin' or goin'.
Marie: I thought what they had you on was marvelous. I'm gonna call Mexico and try to get some for the house.