Debra: Hey, listen, Ray, for my birthday, I was thinking we could go out to Montauk, have brunch, and then ride bikes out to this old lighthouse.
Ray: On your birthday?
Debra: Yeah. Look how great this is.
Ray: Yeah. I don't know. I don't know, I was planning on... On doing something a little more... Something else.
Debra: Come on. This would be great. It'd be great to ride bikes and see a lighthouse.
Ray: Debra, honestly, it's too dangerous, you know. What, you're gonna have a big meal and then, and then ride a bike? That's, uh, that's a little dicey, you know? I mean, you're gonna swerve, and the food in your stomach is gonna start sloshing from side to side, and then down you go. I don't want you getting hurt, okay? So that's it. It's settled.
Debra: Something's going on. Are you planning something for my birthday?
Ray: No! What? Absolutely not, okay? And I resent this whole line of questioning.
Debra: You are planning something! Oh, Ray! Oh! You are so cute! You wanted to surprise me.
Ray: No!
Debra: Are you throwing me a surprise party?
Ray: No! I'm- No, what are you- I just- I don't want your stomach sloshing from side to side.