Debra: It's not just that. They enjoy each other. They enjoy each other's company. They enjoy being together. You remember what that was like?
Ray: Well so what, you wanna have like a picnic or something?
Debra: No. You know what I was thinking? Why don't we go golfing together? Come on, Ray. I mean, you know, you love golf, and I wanna be a part of that. It could be fun. You could teach me. Come on, Ray. I mean, you know, golf is your thing. You read about it, you watch it, you wear your nicest clothes to it... I wanna be a part of that.
Ray: Listen, golf... Golf, it's a frustrating game, all right? And it's really hot out there. And- And if there's lightning, you could be killed. [off Debra's look of disappointment] All right. Listen if- If you want to go golfing... [freezes mid-sentence] We'll go. Because you're my girlfriend.
Debra: Yeah?
Ray: Yeah. Yeah. And- And if there's lightning, I'll step in front of you and take it in the head.