Marie Quote #463
Quote from Marie in Season's Greetings
Debra: You cannot send this out.
Marie: I don't understand.
Debra: "Debra's cooking is coming along. Someday I might even consider her for a job at Chez Marie." You're considering me for a job in your restaurant?
Marie: It's not a real restaurant. It's make-believe!
Debra: What about this? "Debra is outnumbered by the kids 3-to-1, so I've had to help out, so now it's even." So you're saying that you are worth two of me.
Marie: No one's going to do the math. I'm just saying it's nice.
Debra: It's not nice. It's you having to help poor, pathetic Debra!
Marie: And isn't that nice?
Debra: It's not true. You are not sending this out.
Marie: Oh? I'm not?
Debra: Not like this, no way.
Marie: Well, I'm sorry, but this is my letter, and this is America.
Everybody Loves Raymond Quotes
‘Season's Greetings’ Quotes
Quote from Robert
Ray: Hey, at least I don't spend my whole life competing with my little brother!
Robert: Oh, yeah? Let me tell you something. I don't have to compete with you.
Ray: Oh, you don't compete? That's all you do! Look at this! You saved this for 10 years! 10 years!
Robert: Oh my God. I saved that letter for 10 years.
Debra: Oh, Robert, that's not so bad.
Robert: In a Ziploc bag! Everything I do... my job, my marriage, trying to get Mom and Dad's attention...
Frank: Leave me out of this.
Robert: Anytime something good happens to me, the first thought I get is, "Hey, what about that, Raymond?" And if it's something bad, I actually say a prayer that Ray... doesn't do so good that day.
Debra: You say a prayer?
Robert: "Come on, God. Get him!"
Quote from Frank
Frank: I remember this letter. I had all the stuff I was going to do when I retire on this.
Marie: Was "being nicer to your wife" on there?
Frank: Might as well have been. It's all ridiculous crap. "Fix up a '57 Chevy and drive it across the country." Why would I want to do that? That's where California is. You all know how I feel about California...
All: Yes.
Frank: A state full of nut jobs, hippies, and artsy-fartsies. Drive across country? I'd rather drive off a cliff!
Marie: I'll warm up the car.
Quote from Ray
Debra: Sorry. I'm sorry. It's just that your mother is sending out this stupid family Christmas letter, and I look terrible in it. She makes it sound as if she has to raise my kids and clean my house while I sit around and drool into a cup.
Ray: Just let her have her delusions. What else does she have... chasing Dad around the house with a can of Lysol?