Debra: So just give me a check.
Ray: Check?
Debra: Yeah. I'll just stop at the bank and cash it on the way.
Ray: All righty.
Marie: A blank check?
Debra: Ooh, maybe I'll swing by Tiffany's. See you later. [exits]
Frank: My God. A blank check. You're dumber than I tell people.

Ray: I know. I know, 'cause you're an adult. And if it wasn't for you, all this would be a big smoking crater. And l...
Debra: What?
Ray: I appreciate what you do here.
Debra: You know, you've never said that before.
Ray: Sure, I have. Remember our wedding night?
Debra: Well, it was very nice both times that you said it. Maybe you could say it a little more often.

Ray: I appreciate you.
Debra: Wait a minute. It's not a "get out of jail free" card. We're not done here. Get back here. Now, look. I've gone through your checkbook and I've gone through your fake checkbook. And it's just not adding up.
Ray: Yeah. You know what that might be?
Debra: A third checkbook?!
Ray: I, uh, accidentally bounced a check in the fake one.
Debra: What check did you bounce?
Ray: I don't know which one. It might've been... [lights go out] Yeah, that was it.

Marie: You know what happened to me, today?
Debra: What?
Marie: I got a new credit card in the mail, but I think it may be counterfeit.
Debra: Really?
Marie: Yes. Would you mind if I compared yours against mine?
Debra: Sure, no problem. This one? [After Debra gives Marie the card, she hands it to Frank, who cuts it up] What the hell are you doing?
Marie: You'll thank us later, dear.