Ray: So what do you think?
Debra: I just... I want to, but there's still these pictures in my head.
Ray: Maybe you could just shake your head like an Etch A Sketch.
Debra: What was that? What that something?
Ray: The kids?
Debra: No, maybe not.
Ally: [o.s.] Mommy!
Debra: Okay, I'll go.
Ray: Thanks. Fourteen years until college.
Debra: Yeah, I'll see you then.