Marie: You sold half of our joint burial plot?
Frank: The people next door had an unexpected death. They were very upset. I got twice what I paid for it.
Marie: It wasn't yours to sell.
Frank: I sold my half of the plot.
Marie: How do you know it wasn't my half, Frank?
Frank: I always sleep on the left.
Marie: And when were you going to tell me about this?
Frank: I wasn't. I figured if you went first, you couldn't yell at me. And if I went first, yell all you want.
Marie: You have always wanted to leave me, haven't you?
Frank: Till death do us part, Marie. After that you're on your own.

Debra: Well, I just thought that after the kids grow up, it might be nice if, I don't know, we moved upstate and opened a little bed-and-breakfast somewhere.
Ray: Whoa, whoa, whoa. Bed-and-breakfast? What do you mean, like, strangers coming in and out of our house all the time?
Debra: Yes, Ray, strangers. I'd like to try strangers for a change.

Debra: Look, just give me the list, all right? I just want to see it.
Ray: Look, just keep in mind, it's not really done yet.
Debra: "Peking duck, goat cheese pizza." What is this?
Ray: I told you, it's goals and stuff.
Debra: These are your goals? These are restaurant specials.
Ray: I've never had the Peking duck.
Debra: So your goal is just to eat things you've never eaten before?
Ray: Not entirely.
Debra: "Enlarged prostate."
Ray: See? That's something that I want to avoid. Not something I wish to eat.