Ray: You know what I noticed? Even when Debra's all wah-wah-wah-wah, if she finds out I'm coming over here, she goes out of her way to be nice to me.
Frank: What do you mean?
Ray: Well, like yesterday, Ma wanted me to come over, and Debra all of a sudden was like, "Hey, why don't you go hit a bucket of balls?"
Frank: She told you to go to the driving range?
Ray: Yeah. And then I also went on the go-carts. Hey, you know what? You should try this with Mom, get what you want. Just talk to her, and throw Debra into the mix.
Frank: Aah, I like that. Except for the "talk to her" part.