Debra: No, that's okay. They're right. I'm not interesting. I don't have flair. I mean, maybe I would have flair if I, oh, barged into people's houses going, "[chuckles] What's that, dear? Frosting in a can? Oh, so much easier than homemade." Yeah, or what about, "I saw something questionable in the refrigerator. Ooh, it's gotten worse." [Ray and Robert chuckle]
Frank: She's doing you.
Debra: Maybe this is more interesting. "How are you fixed for pie, sweetheart?"
Ray: Take it easy, huh? Stop it.
Debra: Yeah, "I'm not listening anymore, doodah doodah."
Frank: She's very good. She's good. She's very good.
Ray: Very interesting, too. That's all.
Debra: How about this for some fascinating behavior? [eats chips, touching them to her chin] "Oh, never ends for Raymond. You're a lucky man, Raymond."
Ray: All right stop it. No.
Debra: "Everybody loves Raymond."
Robert: Do me now!

Ray: These are the kind of parents that keep you in business.
Marie: We live right across the street.
Dr. Nora: Really?
Frank: How are you fixed for pie Ray?
Dr. Nora: I take it the boundaries are rather informal.
Ray: Oh, they're rather invisible, really.

Ray: What are you doing?
Debra: Turning off the TV. In fact, we should move the TV. I don't want Dr. Nora to think this is the focal point of our living room.
Ray: It's the focal point of our lives.