Robert Quote #583
Quote from Robert in Somebody Hates Raymond
Robert: Well, you know what? I don't care, you little crybaby wussball.
Ray: Oh, why don't you go eat at your new seafood restaurant?
Robert: Why don't you?!
Ray: Why don't you?!
Marie: Stop it, boys!
Robert: You fathead!
Marie: Come on, I won't have this!
Robert: You make me sick!
Ray: Oh, you're an apeman!
Robert: Oh, yeah? [Robert pushes Marie aside, knocking the plate of lasagne onto her chest] Am I? You wanna know something? You wanna know who the genius is? Jerry Musso. Because he was the first to say it before me. Hate hate!
Ray: Oh, fine. And I hate you, too! I hate you! [both storm out]
Frank: I gotta tell you, Marie, I'm getting a little excited.
Everybody Loves Raymond Quotes
‘Somebody Hates Raymond’ Quotes
Quote from Marie
Marie: Don't listen to him, Raymond. You and I are not like him.
Frank: What are you talking about? You hate plenty of people.
Marie: I do not hate people, Frank.
Frank: Oh, yeah? What about my mother? You hated her like poison.
Marie: First of all, I did not hate her. I felt sorry for her.
Frank: What about Harriet Lichtman?
Marie: I find Harriet Lichtman's flirtatious behavior towards you distasteful, but I do not hate that slut.
Quote from Robert
Robert: Hold it right there, you little twerp.
Jerry Musso: Who are you?
Robert: Who am I? I'm someone who can crush you into a fine powder, that's who I am. Now, Ray Barone has more talent in the weird pimple on his neck that won't go away than you have in your entire body, you oily, two-faced hack. You only wish you could be Ray Barone because you'll never come close to him as a writer, as a father, as a friend or as a person. [returns the snotty napkin] Come on, Raymond.
Quote from Frank
Ray: You know, the thing is, I don't hate him. I don't hate anybody.
Marie: Yes. That's one of your wonderful qualities. You got that from me.
Frank: Can I get an iced tea from you?
Marie: Your father, on the other hand, hates everybody.
Frank: That's not true. There's only some people I hate. The rest I tolerate.
Marie: Be quiet.
Frank: Careful, Marie. You're right on the fence.