[flashback:]
Debra: Here's a two-bedroom apartment in Elmont.
Ray: Elmont? No. Look, here's the tri-state area. Here's where my mom and dad live. So anything within this circle is too close to my parents' house.
Debra: Put that away. They're gonna be here any minute.
Ray: You're not listening. If my mom can cook sauce and get it to our house before it's cold, she's gonna be over every day. Nuh-uh. We'll call this the hot zone.
Debra: I like her sauce.
Ray: Let me finish, please. Now, anything within this zone is gonna be about a once-a-week visit, okay? Now, here farthest away. Best zone right? Wrong! 'Cause if we move here and they visit, they become overnight guests. Okay, so the middle zone is our target area. It's too close for an overnight, too far for sauce.
Debra: Well, speak for yourself, Ray, because I have no problem with your parents.

Debra: I would never have thought that I would miss our little apartment in Queens.
Ray: Come on, that apartment was tiny cramped and noisy.
Debra: And your parents would only visit every other month.
Ray: I loved that place.

Ray: So, when we can afford to move, where do you want to go?
Debra: Well, here's Earth, your parents' planet. Let's call this the hot zone.