Ray: When I'm waiting in the car and you're up here la-di-dahing, it's perfectly clear that you don't care about me.
Debra: Oh, okay, Ray, I'm sorry that it feels that way to you, but I promise that is not what's going on.
Ray: Yeah, yeah.
Debra: No, really. I mean it. What time are the ESPY Awards tomorrow?
Ray: Oh, no. That's right. The ESPY Awards. You're gonna do it again, aren't you? You're gonna make me late for my favorite night of the year.
Debra: I don't wanna be late for it either. I've been looking forward to this night all year long, too. I even bought a great new dress.
Ray: Oh! A new dress! Please! Let me just save us time right now, okay? The shoes go perfect and it makes you look skinny. Okay? So, please, could you just put it all on now and go sleep in the car?