Frank: I won the lottery 20 bucks.
Debra: Congratulations, Frank.
Frank: Yeah, congratulations. That's what a person says, not what the banshee over there says. "I told you not to buy those things at the drugstore. Where's my prescription?"
Ray: You didn't get her prescription?
Frank: She'll be fine. Look, I won. I reinvested. I already scratched five, but I'm having a bum streak. I need to change up. Here, you scratch.
Ray: I get a cut, right?
Frank: 10%. But if we win big, no one tells your mother till I'm in Rio with Harriet Lichtman.
Debra: Take Ray with you. He likes Harriet Lichtman.