Ray: Look, I'm sorry about his whole life, okay? But he was completely wrong here. He wanted to paint my house yellow!
Debra: Yellow?
Ray: Yeah, you believe that?
Debra: Wow. Actually, yellow would be kind of nice.
Ray: What?
Debra: Well, I like yellow.
Ray: Look, you said Chantilly Lace. I heard you say Chantilly Lace! I fought for your damn Chantilly Lace, and now you're saying yellow?! Who are you?!
Debra: What? Yellow just never occurred to me. But, you know, it's actually kind of sunny.
Ray: [to Robert] You hear this, okay? This is marriage. This is what you want? This is what you can't live without?
Robert: Step aside.

Ray: Listen. I'm sorry about before. Okay, so come back over and we'll do it yellow. Yellow's okay. I talked Debra into it. Okay?
Frank: No.
Ray: What do you mean no?
Frank: I mean I'm not interested. I'm kind of busy right now.
Ray: Oh right, I see you got soup. And a puzzle. Well, it doesn't have to be right now. Whenever you feel like it. What, you're eating out of a pot 'cause you don't like to clean a bowl?
Frank: No, it's better this way.
Ray: Oh. Hey, that's a keen eye you got there. "The Death of General Stonewall Jackson". You like this one?
Frank: Very interesting figure in history. Considered the Confederacy's finest general. Shot by one of his own men.

Ray: Yeah, oh, it's those damn people! Well, you're forgetting one thing me and Robert are people too!
Frank: So what, are the two of you going to paint the house now by yourselves?
Ray: Yeah.
Frank: If you want me to help you, I'll help you.
Ray: Okay.
Frank: But if you're asking for my help, we got to do it my way, because it's the right way.
Ray: All right.
Frank: With the yellow.
Ray: I said with the yellow.
Frank: And nobody tells me what to do. I get to be in charge, I get to be the boss, all right?
Ray: All right, Dad, you're the boss.
Frank: I'm the boss?
Ray: Yes.
Frank: Good. You're fired.