Debra: And I hate to tell you this, but Michael said his first word today.
Ray: Come on. No.
Debra: Yeah, we were driving along the expressway and this truck cuts us off. And, well, you know, what you always say when that happens to you?
Ray: He said that?
Debra: Clear as a bell.
Ray: Oh, God. Well, how did he say it? Did he punch it out like I do?
Debra: Ray, it was as if you were in the car.

Marie: You are some brother.
Ray: Hi, Ma.
Marie: Don't Ma me. I finally got it out of Robert. He's been sitting over there for two days depressed moping not talking to anyone. And you know why?
Ray: Because he's Robert?
Marie: Because his brother sold him down the river for his own glory.
Ray: Hey, Ma, you want to hear what Michael said today?
Debra: No, I think you're about to hear it again.
Ray: Ma, look, I didn't do anything.
Marie: No? You dethroned him and then you took his crown. You're like Richard III. Or that guy on The Young and the Restless.

Ray: It's like playing the Globetrotters. I'm waiting for Meadowlark to pull my pants down.