Ray: Look. Look, Dad. Got the same exact thing. See, Ben meets Oscar here, too. Okay, it's the same thing. Listen to this.
Debra: Ray, you gotta let it go.
Robert: Yeah. What are you doin', man?
Ray: Oh. Oh, yeah, yeah. You would like nothing better than to have me suffer for 30 years, and then you just swoop in and be the hero. Yeah, well, nice try, egg-ass. All right? I was the one who ruined the jazz records. I'll be the one to replace them.