Debra: So, great. I'm a good mother. I knew that. I wanted to do something else.
Ray: You did. You wanted to write a children's book, and you wrote one.
Debra: Yeah, the loser one.
Ray: No. There's no losing. There wouldn't be this stupid competition if you hadn't asked me for help. You know what ruined it for you? Me.
Debra: That's true.
Ray: Yeah. It is. You could have done this on your own. And I think I remember asking you not to include me five days ago, remember? When you didn't hate me?