Ray: Wait a minute. Wait a minute. I've been feeling a little weird all day. What if... What if I lost some brain functions while I was under, huh? Look at this. Look at this. I'm walking weird.
Frank: That's because your mother was just on you.
Ray: No, no, no. I'm walking a little lopsided.
Debra: All right, you're fine, Ray.
Marie: Hop on one foot.
Ray: Yeah?
Marie: What's your address?
Ray: 320 Fowler.
Marie: What town?
Ray: Lynbrook.
Marie: What's my birthday?
Ray: Uh...
Marie: Oh, my God!
Ray: No. December 9.
Frank: 1802!