Debra Quote #199
Debra: [on the phone] Well, of course she has time to work out. She's only got one kid.
Ray: [interrupting] Where's the paper?
Debra: Give her a pair of twins and then let's see her body.
Ray: Debra, where's the paper?
Debra: I don't know. [on the phone] Yeah, yeah. Put her in a bikini. There you go.
Ray: You brought the paper in. Where did you put it?
Debra: Honey, I'm on the phone. [on the phone] You know what? I saw a bathing suit that would be perfect for you.
Ray: Could you point to the paper?
Debra: Would you stop? I'm on the phone.
Ray: In the time it took you to say that you can tell me where the paper is.
Debra: [on the phone] Yeah, it's just my husband.
Ray: Well, who's that?
Debra: It's Jason's mom from school.
Ray: You don't even know her name. Tell me her name.
Debra: Shh! [on the phone] Yeah, I have the catalog here somewhere.
Ray: So you're looking for something for somebody you don't even know. Where's my paper?!
Debra: I've got the catalog. I'll give it to you when I see you at the book fair. Okay, bye-bye. [hangs up] God! You are impossible! I can't talk on the phone for two minutes without you interrupting me.
Everybody Loves Raymond Quotes
‘Be Nice’ Quotes
Quote from Marie
Robert: All right, really, what's going on here?
Debra: Nothing, we're just trying to be a little bit nicer to each other.
Frank: Nice? I tried it once. Didn't care for it.
Marie: Did the same thing happen with smart?
Quote from Debra
Debra: Oh, you know what? One more thing. I was just thinking that we could not interrupt each other when we're on the phone. Okay?
Ray: Right. Or, like if we're on the phone and I ask for something we could take the time to say, "Hold on, please." And tell me where it is in the same amount of time that it would take to say, "I'm on the phone." Just like that. Do that.
Debra: Okay. Or like when we're having a baby together and I'm in labor, you can maybe help me to the car instead of looking for magazines you want to flip through while you're at the hospital.
Quote from Frank
Frank: Aw, cut the crap! You're playing with fire here. You gotta let steam off on each other. Because if you let it off on a stranger he gets mad. He punches you. You punch him. He pulls a knife, you pull a gun. Guys jump in, war starts. It's a mess. The spouse is the perfect escape valve.
Marie: He read that at our wedding.