Amy: I guess I should really say something about my husband now.
Debra: You've got to be kidding.
Ray: For the love of Joe.
Amy: What?
Debra: No, nothing. It's fine. Go right ahead.
Amy: I don't understand. What's wrong?
Debra: It's just that you two are pouring it on a little thick, don't you think?
Robert: It's our anniversary.
Debra: It's been three months! For God's sake, I've spent three months just waiting for him to come out of the bathroom.
Ray: I spent 10 months just waiting at the bottom of the stairs yelling, "Come on, your hair looks fine."
Debra: I've had three and a half years of him just burping.
Ray: I'm burping your food.
Debra: Yeah, I should probably poison yours.
Ray: Maybe that'd give it some flavor.