Debra: I always told you, you're a great writer.
Ray: Don't get excited, 'cause I'm not going to this thing.
Debra: Why not?
Ray: It's a stupid, meaningless award, that's all.
Frank: Well, can I still go? They got wheelbarrows full of shrimp there.
Ray: Nobody's going, okay? These events are always lame.
Debra: Why are you being so negative?
Frank: Yeah, what's the matter? You don't like shrimp? Come on, Marie, I'm hungry.