Debra: You are an egomaniac.
Ray: What?!
Debra: You think everything's about you. My crying had nothing to do with you. You wanna know why I was crying? 'Cause I was in the mood.
Ray: In the mood?
Debra: Yeah, that's right. I just felt like it. It's cathartic.
Ray: All right, we have to get a dictionary for in here.
Debra: You know that commercial where the little kid's making soup for his sister and how every time it comes on, I get all choked up?
Ray: Yeah.
Debra: Okay, I like that. Sometimes I just like to cry. It's like a release.
Ray: So you saw the soup commercial this afternoon?
Debra: No, I was just in the mood and I made myself cry.

Ray: How do you do that?
Debra: I just take my mascara off and sometimes I put on a sad song and I make a crying face and it just comes out.
Ray: What song?
Debra: The theme from "Ice Castles."
Ray: Really?
Debra: Yes. I was having a good cry, that's all it is. Haven't you ever heard of you know, somebody singing the blues?
Ray: So all of a sudden you're this old blues-singing guy with a mustache?
Debra: See, that's why I wanted alone time today, because obviously this isn't something I can explain to you.
Ray: Okay, so you cry because I'm stupid.
Debra: I eat ice cream because you're stupid.

Ray: What? So I didn't cry. What's the big deal?
Debra: You know, just forget it, Ray. I mean I'm trying to get you to understand something, but I guess it doesn't matter.
Ray: All right, how about this? I got a great idea for tomorrow. Since you like to be alone and cry, and-and-and my mom likes to be with the kids, and I happen to like golf...
Debra: I have a better idea. Remember how you wanted to help me with the laundry earlier?
Ray: Uh-oh.
Debra: There's two more loads downstairs.
Ray: No, honey, listen.
Debra: Then you need to go to your folks', get the kids and take them shoe shopping.
Ray: Oh my God, what happened? No, come on, we were just talking here.
Debra: No, I like that. I like that you want to be a better husband.
Ray: Yeah, but I wanna do it gradually, come on. How about I'll let you cry and I won't even look in the window?
Debra: And keep using that mouthwash.
Ray: Oh come on, no. This- This this hasn't worked out well.
Debra: Oh, I think it's worked out very well. Heh-heh-heh-heh.