Ray: All right, I'm sorry. Look, don't you see what's happening? We're hostages. She's using sleep deprivation to break us. What are we going to do?
Debra: "We"? There's been no "we" here, Ray. I've been "we." How about you be "we"? You sleep in Ally's room tonight.
Ray: No, I can't.
Debra: She needs to sleep with at least one of us. And tonight, that's you.
Ray: I'm "we" and "us" now, right? That's, like, four people.
Debra: Okay, then why don't the four of you help me get the kids ready for school?
Ray: Look, about tonight, I have a big day tomorrow.
Debra: You know what, Ray? Tough... love.

Debra: Look at this place. Oh, let's just declare it a landfill. Remind me again, why did we have the children?

Debra: Ray, come on. Go to her. We're never going to get sleep this way, either.
Ray: She's just playing us. Believe me, this is for her own good, okay? If you coddle her now, she'll never move out.
Ally: [o.s.] Hello?
Debra: You know, there's a striking similarity between the tough-love plan and the dad-does-nothing plan.
Ray: I know, that's what attracted me to it at first. But now I think it all makes sense.

Debra: No, don't even act tired.
Ray: What? I am tired.
Debra: Oh, poor Ray, you got a queen-size bed all to yourself. I spent the night on the Swedish rack.
Ray: Well, I couldn't sleep without you. I've grown accustomed to your nose whistle.

Ray: Did you drink from this already?
Debra: No.
Ray: Well, the top didn't pop.
Debra: What?
Ray: Did you check it at the supermarket? 'Cause the top was popped up already.
Debra: It's fine, Ray.
Ray: You got to check them when you buy them.
Debra: Why don't you buy them? Then you can check them!
Ray: Yeah, if I bought them, I wouldn't buy one that had been tampered with.
Debra: Nobody tampered with it. I just had some.
Ray: You just said you didn't.
Debra: I forgot.
Ray: Well, when you opened it, did it pop up-
Debra: I don't know! I am tired!
Ray: I'm not drinking this. I'll wait and see what happens to you.

Debra: What do you want to do about it?
Ray: Well, what does the book say?
Debra: Which book?
Ray: I don't know. How To Grow a Kid.
Debra: They all say different things. They're very confusing. So why don't you just read the damn books?
Ray: Well, if they're confusing for you...
Debra: You might like them, Ray. Some of them have pictures of breasts.
Ray: Yeah, they're just drawings.

Ray: I can't do this tonight. I can't keep going to work like this.
Debra: Well, what about me?
Ray: What? You don't have to wo- uh, uh...
Debra: What's that, Ray? I don't have to wo- uh, uh...
Ray: You see? I can't think clearly with the no sleep. I'm talking nonsense here. Of course you wo!