Frank Quote #76
Debra: You know, the car seems to have some problems.
Frank: Oh, the car doesn't have problems, sweetheart. It has character.
Debra: Well, you know, a part of its character is that it doesn't start.
Frank: What did you do? Flood it?
Debra: No.
Frank: Well, look, you got to treat it right. You have to fiddle with it. Like the heater, you got to slide the thing all the way to cool first and then really jam it back to heat. Trust me, I'm very good with machines. [to Marie] Still punching the dough, loser?
Marie: [pounding dough] Guess who I'm thinking about?
Debra: You know, Frank, it's not just the heater. The mechanic seems to think it's going to need some major repairs.
Frank: There's your problem, right there. You're talking to mechanics. [bread maker dings] I think I'm baking already. Ah, I love the smell of fresh bread in the morning. Smells like victory.
Everybody Loves Raymond Quotes
‘The Car’ Quotes
Quote from Frank
Debra: Hi.
Frank: Good. A witness.
Debra: A witness to what?
Frank: The inevitable triumph of technology over Marie. See, we're putting your money to good use. Look what I bought. A bread machine.
Marie: I can still make it faster and better myself.
Frank: [chuckles] We'll see. Hey, I'm kneading already. Look who's still mixing.
Marie: If I win, I'm getting rid of this stupid bread maker.
Frank: Same if I win.
Quote from Ray
Ray: Oh, thank God, you're home. Sing the A-B-C.
Debra: What?
Ray: Sing the alphabet song. A-B-C...
Debra: [sings] A-B-C-D-E-F-G...
Ray: Okay, now sing Twinkle, Twinkle.
Debra: Ray.
Ray: Will you just sing Twinkle, Twinkle?
Debra: [sings] Twinkle, twinkle, little star- Oh, my God.
Ray: Uh-huh.
Debra: It's the same song!
Ray: Thank you. We're going nuts here.
Quote from Debra
Debra: Well, thank you very much, Ray, for that wonderful car. It broke down.
Ray: What did you do to it?
Debra: I tried to drive it, Ray. I'm coming out of the supermarket. It's pouring down rain. So I run us all to the car. I get the kids all strapped in. And the stupid thing wouldn't start.
Ray: Oh, you probably flooded it.
Debra: Oh, now it's my fault.
Ray: When you turned the key in the ignition, what did it sound like?
Debra: The rustling of divorce papers.