[flashback:]
Ray: Who is that, Meryl Streep?
Debra: Uh-huh.
Ray: She reminds me of Madonna.
Debra: Really? I don't see that.
Ray: You, uh, you like Madonna?
Debra: Yeah, she's okay. [Ray kisses Debra]

[flashback:]
Ray: Ma!
Debra: Hi, Marie.
Ray: What are you doing here?
Marie: Hello, Raymond. I was baking lasagna, and I had so much extra I thought I'd bring it over to you two.
Debra: Oh. All the way from Long Island. [chuckles] That's so nice of you.
Ray: Yeah, Ma, we got Chinese food coming.
Marie: Oh, that's not food.

[flashback:]
Debra: No, Marie, I really love your lasagna. I don't cook a lot, but you're really starting to inspire me.
Marie: I bet you're a natural.

[flashback:]
Ray: No, listen, you guys, you both gotta go home, okay? Debra and I, we're trying to watch a movie.
Marie: You're not fooling anyone, young man.
Ray: What?
Marie: You don't think I know what's gonna take place here tonight? You ought to be ashamed of yourself. [blows out candle]

[flashback:]
Ray: Mom you two have to leave, okay? Debra and I would like to be alone. [opens door]
Father Hubley: Oh, hello, Raymond.
Robert: Hello, Raymond.
Marie: Oh, Father Hubley, come in.
Father Hubley: Thanks for the ride, Robert. I've been looking forward to this lasagna all day!
Debra: Hi.
Marie: Oh, Debra, this is our family priest, Father Hubley. And if it's all right with you, he's gonna join us for dinner.

[flashback:]
Marie: Father Hubley, I'd like your opinion on the Commandments. Do you have to follow all, or can you just pick and choose?
Debra: Ray! What's the matter?
Ray: I'll tell you what's the matter. My mother is trying to prevent you and me from having... Chinese food!
Frank: Oh, you got Chinese coming. We're good, Father.
Marie: Oh, Frank, would you stop thinking about food for a second? Your son's moral health is in jeopardy.
Debra: What?
Frank: Oh, for crying out loud, Marie. Why don't you just fit her for a chastity belt And be done with it?
Debra: Oh my God! Is that why you're all here? Because of sex?
Father Hubley: I was only told about the lasagna.

[flashback:]
Debra: I don't understand.
Marie: Well, if I may, Debra. The worst thing for a relationship is to give in to one's desires. Now, I know in this case it may be difficult because Raymond is such a cute boy...
Ray: Oh, my God.
Marie: But when I heard him talking to his friends about buying candles and counting your eggs, I knew it was time to call Father Hubley.
Father Hubley: What?! Wait a minute! Is there even a lasagna here?!

[flashback:]
Debra: Well, I don't know what you've heard, Marie, but no one is coming near my eggs!
Robert: Tough break, Raymond.
Debra: Believe me, everybody, we're not having sex.
Marie: Well, then, I guess we can eat!
Father Hubley: Marie, if I may. I'd be happy to discuss all these matters, but I don't think this is the time or the place.
Robert: Yes, and I must say that I am appalled at the turn this evening has taken.
Father Hubley: I think we should all go.
Marie: But we haven't eaten yet.
Father Hubley: When I say "we," I'm including the lasagna. Lovely meeting you, Debra. And let me tell you, as someone who has known the Barone family a long time, this actually went quite well.

[flashback:]
Debra: Wait, Marie. Marie. If you felt so strongly about this, why didn't you just come talk to me? I mean, I feel like there's something else going on. Do you not like me or something?
Marie: Oh, no! It's not that at all. Oh, Debra I see the way Raymond acts around you, and how he looks at you, and how he talks about you to everybody. He has never been this way with anyone. So I just thought that you two should wait until after you're... you know.
Debra: Oh.
Marie: That's why I came over.
Debra: Oh. Well... Yeah, that's okay, Marie. I just hope that we can always talk like this. You know, instead of bringing over lasagna and a priest.
Marie: Of course! I love talking to you! And Debra, I just want you to know, it's really not like me to meddle in my son's life.

[flashback:]
Ray: Listen, let me explain. You remember Bernie and Gianni, how stupid they are? They came over. They were grabbing my underwear, telling me, "Check her eggs! Check her eggs!" [Debra kisses Ray]
Ray: Huh?
Debra: Come with me.
Ray: But- Butt- What? I thought you said that we weren't-
Debra: What can I say? Your mother was right. You're a very cute boy.