Ray: That's a two-week dog sled race in 35-below weather. Stankovich covered that last year and lost a toe.
Debra: I'm sorry. It sounds terrible.
Ray: Yeah, it is. [smiles]
Debra: Why are you smiling? This isn't exactly good news.
Ray: Not exactly good news? Honey, this is horrible. I knew this was gonna happen.
Debra: Then why aren't you upset?
Ray: Because I was right. Oh, God. I was right. I was walking around all day pretending there wasn't gonna be any bad news. But here it is: Bad news. Hello, old friend.
Debra: Ray, come on, you're falling off the wagon.
Ray: No. I'm a pessimist. That's who I am. It's in my blood. This is where I feel comfortable. I'm back.
Debra: No, Ray, you are just sick. You're not happy unless you're miserable.
Ray: Bingo. Come on, let's go have some crummy leftovers and then after dinner, we'll just sit like lumps and watch a stupid video.
Debra: Yeah, well, the kids broke the VCR. [Ray laughs]