Debra: [on the phone] Ray, where are you? Pick up. Ray? Okay, I think I had a little too much to drink because of your mother. And Amy's driving her mom back to Pennsylvania, so you gotta come and get me. So as soon as you pick up this message, call me on my "phell sone" cell phone. Shut up.
[Some time later, after Debra falls asleep, a police officer knocks on the car window:]
Debra: Huh?
Police Officer: Are you all right, ma'am?
Debra: Oh, yeah, everything's fine. I just had a little too much to drink.