Ray: All right, Warren, what's the score? You're watching soccer?
Warren: Uruguay versus Venezuela.
Frank: [enters] Did anybody score while I was crossing the street? What the hell is this crap? That's soccer.
Warren: Frank, only in America is football the game that you're familiar with. In many countries, when people refer to ''footbalI'' they actually mean soccer.
Frank: In many countries, people eat cats. [changes the channel]

Ray: Come on, you're gonna hate it if they come. The first thing my father's gonna do is grab your turkey's butt, huh? That's not pretty.
Debra: Well, that's not gonna happen because this year, instead of turkey, I was thinking...
Ray: Whoa, whoa, whoa. Wait, I'm sorry. Did you say ''instead of turkey''?
Debra: Yeah. I was thinking I would cook up this nice, big, fresh fish.
Ray: Fish?
Debra: Yeah, fish.
Ray: Fish on Thanksgiving?
Debra: Yeah. I mean, it's really better for you. I was gonna do this lovely striped bass.
Ray: Yeah, but a striped bass is a fish!

Ally: Ms. McCarthy told us that they had fish at the first Thanksgiving.
Debra: See?
Ray: Well, people were stupid then, sweetie.
Ray: Come on. Fish.
Debra: No. Look. I mean, we wanna start our own tradition, and we all like fish and Ally wants it to be like the first Thanksgiving.
Ray: Why don't we have some smallpox, too, then? Come on. What, are you crazy? You want me to convince my parents to come over here and my big sales pitch is "Mmm, mmm, Fish!"
Debra: But see, it makes sense, because your mom makes this great turkey. That's her specialty.
Ray: Right. And you do a great fish. Yes. But not on turkey day. Please. Try that on a day where there's less pressure. Pearl Harbor Day. Yeah, there's a good holiday for surprises.