Ray: Train? Whoa, whoa, whoa. Where is this job?
Debra: If I get it, it's in Manhattan.
Marie: Well, that's a long commute. It's an hour there and an hour back.
Debra: Oh yeah, the commute. Gosh, I hadn't thought about that. [excitedly] I'll be able to read. Or just sit quietly.
Ray: And watch public urination.
Robert: Dream squasher.