Debra: I know they had problems, Ray.
Ray: Then why are you so surprised?
Debra: Because they're my parents! They're splitting up! What I can't believe is that they're the ones getting a divorce. It should be your parents.
Ray: Well. I don't think that's a particularly nice thing to say.
Debra: I'm sorry.
Ray: I think someone's awfully competitive.
Debra: All right, I'm sorry, Ray.
Ray: No, that's fine. Say what you want about my parents. You usually do. But I will say this. Maybe... Maybe your parents are splitting up because they kept everything inside for so long that they finally just exploded. Like when you put a pudding cup in the microwave. Which was not me, by the way.