Ray: Come- What else?
Debra: Ally's doll with the blue dress.
Ray: Susanna? Some boyfriend gave Ally the Susanna doll?
Debra: No, he gave it to me.
Ray: Well, why did you let her play with it?
Debra: She saw it and she wanted it. She didn't know where it was from.
Ray: So she just saw some boyfriend doll? What, did you have it out when you were reading poetry and feeding the birds? With pepper?

Ray: Come on. I want to know about all your other Iover gifts. Go ahead.
Debra: What, are you gonna write these down?
Ray: Yeah, for insurance purposes. Let's go, keep going. Okay, all right.
Debra: The leaky cooler in the garage.
Ray: "Sucky cooler."
Debra: "Leaky cooler."
Ray: Yeah, I got my own system. What else?
Debra: The lamp with the horses.
Ray: "Horse's ass lamp."

Debra: There are some other things, but I don't wanna play this anymore.
Ray: What other things? God, these things must be everywhere, right? What about in here? Huh? Anything in our bedroom? From your past?
Debra: No.
Ray: There is. There is, isn't there? What? What is it? Am I wearing any of it?
Debra: The white picture frame.
Ray: That's around a picture of our children! Wait a minute!
Debra: They're our kids, Ray!
Ray: Really? You sure that they weren't a "gift?"

Debra: Honey, calm down!
Ray: No!
Debra: Oh, Ray, come on. Come here.
Ray: No, no, no you can't lure me with your sex! That's how you do it, right? I come over there, and the next thing you know, I'm in a cage with Chad and Gary, goin', "I hope Debra comes back!" Well, no, thank you!

Ray: So, now that we have all these things, you can get rid of all your other stuff.
Debra: Ray.
Ray: What? If, as you say, Chad and Gary and the other givers of gifts don't mean anything, then you should have no reason to keep that stuff, so let's just toss it out.
Debra: Don't you think you're going a little overboard?
Ray: No, I do not.
Debra: You're a completely rational person?
Ray: Yes, I am.
Ally: Has anyone seen Susanna?
Debra: [to Ray] You didn't!
Ray: Didn't what? How are we supposed to know where your doll is, huh? Maybe this is what happens when you don't take care of your things.

Debra: Wait a minute. What's in here? This is just the tape and a shoe horn. There's nothing in here. What, are you bluffing so I'll throw out my stuff?
Ray: I wasn't bluffing Debra. That's all there is.
Debra: A shoe horn?
Ray: It came with the box.
Debra: What about that "What-a-Hunk" mug with the hearts?
Ray: From my mom.

Debra: All right. Okay, fine. You you throw it all out if you want. You can throw out all my stuff, I don't care about that stuff. But if you think that you are going to erase my past, you are not gonna do that. And I don't know why you would want to do that. Because my past has made me who I am.
Ray: So I can throw it all out?
Debra: You know, you have a problem. You know what your problem is? That tape.
Ray: No, it's not.
Debra: Yes, it is. You think all these gifts mean as much to me as your precious tape means to you.
Ray: The tape doesn't mean anything to me, you just saw me throw it in the garbage!
Debra: And I saw your face when you listened to it. All of a sudden it was 20 years ago, and we were back in your dorm room.
Ray: I didn't make any face.
Debra: You turned all red and embarrassed. Like on our first date when you ordered the "filet mignon."

Debra: Did you ever listen to the rest of that tape from college?
Ray: What do you mean?
Debra: Sounded like there were a lot more messages on it.
Ray: No, I didn't listen. After the Karen message, all I could listen to was Dan Fogelberg.

Debra: Ray, you ready? You ready for this?
Marie: [on tape] "Hello, Raymond, it's your mother. I haven't heard from you today. Did you enjoy the cookies I sent you?" [beep] "Raymond, it's your mother. I still haven't heard from you. I hope you're all right." [beep] "Raymond Albert Barone! This is your mother! You pick up that phone and you call me!" [beep]
Frank: [on tape] "Ray, it's your father. Jeezaloo, call your mother!" [beep]
Robert: [on tape] "Ray, Robert. I was thinkin' of comin' up this weekend."
Marie: [on tape] "Are you talking to Raymond?"
Robert: [on tape] "I gotta get out of this house! I can't take it anymore. Why would you go to college? You gotta help me, man!
Marie: [on tape] "Give me that phone!"
Robert: [on tape] "Ma, no get outta my room."