Debra: Hey, listen, some guy called for you three times today. Scott somebody?
Ray: Oh! Scott Preeman, yeah. You know, you met him and Walter at my reunion. Scott and Walter, they were like my best friends in high school.
Debra: Oh, yeah, the dorks.
Ray: Okay, 'cause you were a cheerleader, my friends are dorks.
Debra: No, they're dorks because at the reunion, they talked to each other on walkie-talkies.
Ray: That they built themselves. They're very smart.

Ray: People love go-carts. Who likes go-carts?
Kids: Yay! Yeah! Go-carts!
Debra: Yeah, why don't you tell 'em we're moving into a gingerbread house?
Kids: Yay!

Ray: Come on, I'm serious about this. These guys know what they're doing. Walter's dad owned an amusement park and Scott's an engineer. Not a "whoo-whoo" engineer, one who actually designs stuff.
Debra: Do they have a plan? Or something on paper that we can see? - I'm sure that they do. I mean, not just a drawing of a go-cart on a napkin. Something tangible, with numbers or...
Ray: All right, don't worry. They got numbers. Jeez, you gotta spell everything out for the cheerleader.

Ray: So, what do you think?
Debra: Well, it was very good.
Ray: Very professional.
Debra: Yeah, I was surprised. I mean, they've clearly done their research.
Ray: Yes, they have. So, we in?
Debra: Oh, no!
Ray: Why?
Debra: Look, honey, I said that I would hear their proposal and I did, but nothing in it changes the fact that it's go-carts.
Ray: I know, but come on, that's what's fun about it. Plus, it's a solid investment. Besides, they're thinking of naming a go-cart after you. They are. "The Debra." It's black.
Debra: That is every girl's dream.

Ray: Come on, I can't turn 'em down, they did a show and everything. What am I gonna tell 'em? I don't know, tell 'em what you want.
Debra: I gotta go pick up the kids.
Ray: Kids. When we gonna see a dime from that investment?

Ray: Hey, you know remember remember that restaurant we went to in the city and the guy out front was asking for money, and I didn't have any I didn't have change so you gave him a five?
Debra: Yeah, I remember that. He ran away after you tried to get it back from him.
Ray: Yeah. But then I realized, he needed it more than we did and I stopped chasing him.
Debra: We all have fond memories of that day.

Ray: Yeah. I was just thinking of that, 'cause I did something similar recently.
Debra: Yeah?
Ray: Yeah. I gave Scott and Walter a thousand dollars.
Debra: What?!
Ray: Okay, look, I know you're gonna get upset about this-
Debra: My God! A thousand dollars?!
Ray: Remember the happy hobo.
Debra: I gave him $5!
Ray: Okay, but to a hobo, that's like a thousand.

Debra: So you gave Scott and Walter money after I asked you not to?
Ray: No, I gave it to 'em before you asked me not to.
Debra: How could you do that?
Ray: I'm sorry, I'll get the money back.
Debra: It's not about the money!
Ray: Then I really don't understand the hateful screaming.
Debra: You really have so little respect for me, that you would do that without asking me?
Ray: I respect you.
Debra: Obviously not! You wrote the check before you even talked to me about it!
Ray: Because I though you would say yes!
Debra: Well, I'm saying no!
Ray: Okay, you changed your mind!

Ray: No wonder! Hey, why is this on 59?
Debra: I was hot last night with all those covers on me. Why? Were you uncomfortable?
Ray: No. I had a towel and a bath mat. I slept like a baby.

Robert: Hey. Those Girl Scout cookies I ordered from Ally come in yet?
Debra: No, not yet.
Robert: Damn am I jonesin' for a "Tagalong."
Debra: Have a Hydrox, take the edge off.