Frank: Come on. You hate their guts.
Ray: Enough already, okay? All right, look, so they're a little sophisticated.
Frank: He admits it, we're better.
Ray: Look, you know they're not my favorite people, right? But you've got to be nice Saturday. It's for Debra and for me, indirectly.
Marie: I will be my usual charming self. I'll even bring a present.
Frank: Here, 30 cents off, Dijon Mustard. A Poupon coupon.