Debra: One of the mothers in Ally's class had breast implants.
Marie: Oh, I don't like that.
Debra: And at the party, she showed 'em to me.
Frank: What?!
Robert: What do you mean?
Frank: Wait a minute!
Robert: She just showed you?!
Frank: Both of them?
Robert: Shirt on or off?
Frank: With a brassiere?
Robert: What were you wearing?
Ray: All valid questions.
Debra: What is the matter with you guys? Come on. How old are you? Good grief. What's the big friggin' deal?