Debra: You're lying to me.
Ray: You got that from "yep"?
Debra: No. I listened outside of Ally's door.
Ray: Why would you do that?
Debra: Because I knew you would lie to me.
Ray: Yeah, I lied, but the nice way.
Debra: I don't need you to protect my feelings, Ray. Don't you think I can handle it that I write a children's story and my own daughter doesn't like it?
Ray: Of course you can.
Debra: Yeah, yeah, yeah. First, you win, then you rob me of the opportunity to lose with dignity.
Ray: I think you lost that when you listened at the door.
Debra: Fine, Ray. You know, I try to do something to make me feel better about myself and I end up making you feel better about yourself.