Ray: So, hey, Ally asked that boy to come over? That's a little forward, don't you think?
Debra: Oh, please. If women waited for men to ask, the entire species would die out.
Ray: What are you talking about? We wouldn't have gotten together if it wasn't for me.
Debra: You?! We got together in spite of you.
Ray: No, get outta here. It was all me, okay? I came, I saw, I conquered, baby.
Debra: You know, as much as I would like to blame you, us getting together is my fault.