Robert: Hey, Ray.
Ray: Robert. Out of milk.
[After Ray throws an empty carton in the trash, Debra pulls an opened carton out of the fridge and forcefully hands it to Ray, spilling milk on his shirt]
Ray: You did that on purpose.
Debra: You wanted milk.
[After Ray cleans himself off, he leaves the kitchen while Debra slams the fridge shut]
Robert: I've got to buy myself a coffee-maker.