Debra: God forbid you should improve as a human being. Fix your relationship with your brother.
Ray: My relationship with him is fine. What are you bringing this psycho-crapola into my house for?
Robert: It's not crapola! You're just afraid to look at yourself.
Ray: No, I'm afraid to look at you 'cause you're ugly.
Robert: You're the ugly one. You're ugly on the inside.
Ray: Well, then go outside! You go outside!
Ray: It's my house! I forgot you don't have a house 'cause you still don't have a life! What? What? Oh listen, I didn't mean it.