Debra: I didn't put it there, Marie. Ray. Ray!
Marie: All right, run. Quick, get rid of it.
[As Debra takes the cheese to the bin, Marie opens the front door to let some fresh air in]
Debra: I cannot believe him.
Marie: Why don't we take the suitcase outside and air it out?
Debra: No, no, no! We're not moving it.
Marie: But, Debra-
Debra: No. Ray doesn't get to win because of this. If smells bothered me, I would've left him a long time ago.