Ray: All right, that's enough!
Garvin: Hey, Ray's here! Ha ha ha!
Ray: Shut up, Garvin!
Debra: Ray, what's goin' on?
Ray: It's all right, Debra. You can come down now.
Max: Hey, we're in the middle of a rehearsal here.
Ray: Yeah well, the show's over, Max.

Debra: What is wrong with you? They're just being nice.
Ray: No, no. I know you think because they're old, they're all cute and sweet and grandpa-y. They're not. They're dirty, filthy men.
Debra: Ray!
Garvin: If he calls me old again, I'll put him right on his ass!
Debra: I'm sorry, Garvin.

Ray: Let me tell you something about your charming gentlemen: They're animals. The minute you turn your back on 'em, they're talking about your derriere. That's right. And points north.
Debra: Oh! That's not true. You guys wouldn't talk like that about me, would you? [they're silent] Max?
Max: I just wanted to learn the computer.
Ray: Oh yeah, come on. You mean to tell me that you all haven't been saying things about her?
Garvin: I certainly have not. I happen to be madly in love with my wife.
Albert: And I'm engaged.

Ray: Come on, let's go. Let's get outta here.
Debra: Wait a minute. I don't need you two guys to rescue me. I'm perfectly capable of handling this on my own. I thought you were gentlemen. I thought you appreciated the work I was doing here. And I thought men of your generation would have a little class. I guess I was wrong. I have to say, I'm very disappointed. Let's go.