Ray: It's worth $1,000 not to hear any of your crap again.
Robert: My crap is true!
Ray: What is it, huh? It's like you wanna take my money 'cause you think I don't even deserve it in the first place. [Robert is silent] Oh, my God. You do think that. You do think that! Gimme my check back!
Robert: I didn't say that!
Ray: You didn't not say it.
Robert: Oh, come on, Raymond, be honest. You're telling me that luck hasn't played a small role in your life?
Ray: What? Where? What? How am I luckier than you?
Robert: Look at me! Look how I'm living, look how I eat! Bologna and orange juice, like an animal! Why do you think I have to go to Vegas? Because I'm not lucky, Raymond. I need a break from my life!