Ray: Honey, are you up? Oh, I had a good night's sleep. There's no kids in bed with us for a change. How about a little-
Debra: Oh, God. I don't feel so well.
Ray: You usually don't say that until after.
Debra: No, I mean it, Ray. Stay away from me. Oh, God, I'm so hot.
Ray: Now I'm getting all these mixed signals.
Debra: Honey, the kids.
Ray: I know, they're fine.
Debra: Ray, could you get the kids, please?
Ray: Eh. All this discussion. We could have been done by now.