Marie Quote #478
Marie: It's all right, dear. I understand. You grew up in an upper-class family. You went to a private school, a fancy college, and that's not who we are at all. Robbie didn't even go to college.
Robert: I always enjoy when we can bring that up out of the blue.
Marie: And it's natural for you once in a while to think, "Oh, those lower middle-class Barones."
Debra: Marie!
Marie: It's okay, dear, you can't help it. It's in your blood.
Debra: I grew up in Connecticut, for God's sakes, not Buckingham Palace!
Marie: You see? Now, why you'd even think to refer to Buckingham Palace.
Everybody Loves Raymond Quotes
‘Snow Day’ Quotes
Quote from Marie
Debra: Marie, I said something stupid to Frank, but that doesn't mean I think I'm better than him.
Marie: Methinks thou doth protest...
Debra: Oh, don't say, "Methinks thou doth protest too much."
Marie: All right. I won't say it but methinks it.
Quote from Amy
Debra: Amy, are you all right?
Amy: I'm great! I'm on my way over here to drive you guys to the airport for your romantic getaway. Of course, I'm able to do that on a Friday night because Gianni and I broke up.
Debra: Oh really? Yeah?
Ray: Oh man. That's tough. Should we get goin'?
Amy: Here's the thing, I kinda had to abandon my car in this 50-foot snowdrift, then walk 20 blocks to get here.
Ruined my new shoes, got frostbite on my pinky toe, and... Oh! Right before my car battery died, the guy on the radio said - here's the part you'll care about - the airport's closed.
Ray: Oh, no!
Debra: Oh, no!
Amy: Yes. So I lost my car, my shoes, not to mention my boyfriend, for nothing. And I'll die alone with nine toes.
Quote from Robert
Ray: Robert's weird. He doesn't like to go out to eat because he has a fear of busboys. He can't carry his dollar bills facing each other because it would be like they're kissing.
Debra: That's just quirky.
Ray: Yeah? Quirky? He separates his Good 'n Plenties into "goods" and "plenties." Which one is which again?
Robert: Never mind.
Ray: No, no, go ahead. Go ahead.
Robert: The pinks are the "goods," and the whites are the "plenties." 'Cause there's always more of them. And they're not as good. And then there's a third category of "irregulars."
Ray: And they're called...
Robert: "Cuties."
Ray: I rest my case.