Marie: It's just like you like, Raymond egg salad with extra egg.
Ray: All right, thanks, Ma. Yummy.
Marie: Ooh, I had a fantastic idea. What if you and I have some one-on-one time? Next week, come by yourself and stay for a few days.
Ray: Hmm. No, I mean...
Debra: You know what, Marie? That's a great idea. I mean, I'm gonna miss Ray, but I'll just have to suck it up.

Amy: Hi, guys. You're back early.
Debra: We have to talk.
Amy: About what?
Robert: Hi.
Marie: What did you do to the house?
Ray: Look who's here.
Amy: Marie, Frank. Hi. We weren't expecting you to visit so soon. Why didn't you tell us you were coming?
Debra: We really have to talk.

Debra: Hi. It seems that Frank and Marie were asked to leave their retirement community because... Well, you can imagine.
Ray: They were also asked to not live in any neighboring communities.
Robert: I don't understand. I mean, I don't want to understand. [spills red wine] Oh, crap!
Amy: Robert, the new couch!
Robert: I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
Marie: That's why you have plastic on a sofa.

Robert: Raymond, how could you let this happen?
Ray: What are you talking about? I didn't let it happen.
Debra: But you just sat there. I think deep down he wanted them to be kicked out because Ray doesn't like to drive in traffic. Well, how do you like driving in this? Better get used to this 'cause it's what you're gonna be driving in, you selfish, selfish...

Robert: I'll fight you both.
Amy: Robert!
Robert: I don't care anymore! I'll go to prison. Put her on your shoulders, Raymond!
Ray: I don't need her.
Robert: How about I hit you with your own wife?