Marie: I don't understand. What would you tape over your wedding?
Robert: Football.
Marie: Sports? Sports?!
Ray: It was the Super Bowl, Ma.
Marie: It doesn't matter if it was the Super-Duper-Bowl, it's still sports!
Ray: I know.
Frank: Hey, good work, Ray. Now when some broad starts yapping, "You're never romantic," guys everywhere can say, "Hey, you think I'm bad? At least I didn't pull a Ray Barone!"
Marie: I must say I'm surprised, Raymond. You're not usually so thoughtless and inconsiderate. He gets this from you, Frank.
Frank: At least I didn't pull a Ray Barone!

Ray: I don't know what happened. I guess the tape wasn't marked correctly.
Debra: Oh, the tape wasn't marked correctly. You don't think the tape was marked correctly. What is this Ray? What is this big white label that says, "Our Wedding," in gold trim?
Ray: Did it always say that?
Debra: Why would you use this tape?
Ray: I don't know. The game was nine years ago. Maybe, you know, the guys might have been over, and if the game was getting good, somebody said, "Hey, you should be taping this!" And you know me, I'm just trying to be a good host. I said, "Hey that's a good idea, someone else." Hey, you know something? I have an idea. Next time, if you have something on tape that you like and you wanna save it, you see this little tab right there? You just pop it out. You pop the tab out. And then the machine knows, "Oh, you must really like that. I won't tape over it. I won't!" You just pop it out. You pop the tab out.

Frank: Eggs, Marie. Scrambled. And they've been looking a little pale lately. Stop holding back on the yolks.
Marie: I'm not holding back.
Frank: I'm on to you. Daddy wants his yolks!
Marie: You get every yolk, Frank. What possible reason would I have for prolonging your life?

Ray: Something must be wrong here.
Debra: Oh, my God! You taped football over my wedding!
Ray: All right, please-
Debra: What did you do, Ray? What the hell did you do!?
Ray: No, come on. Don't get excited. Wait, wait, wait... What?
Debra: It's football! It's still football, Ray!
Ray: But it's the Bills-Giants Super Bowl.
Debra: I don't care. You give me that. Oh my God, look at this! My God, it's the whole thing, Ray!
Ray: The kids must have done that.
Debra: Oh right, the kids taped football, Ray! The last thing they put in the VCR was lemon chicken!

Ray: Oh, good. I'm glad you're up. I got some good news, and I got some bad news. The bad news is that if you like being mad at me, you're out of luck, milady! The good news is I couldn't get the tape back. Which I know sounds like bad news. But actually is good news because if that tape existed, we wouldn't be able to get married again!
Debra: What are you doing?
Ray: I've been I've been thinking about it all night. Let's renew our vows.
Debra: What?
Ray: Look, I took your wedding away from you, and-and and I know you're a woman, and you don't take that away from a woman. So let me give it back to you.
Debra: You know, just forget it, Ray. The tape is gone. I'll get over it.
Ray: I know you will, but this will be faster. Come on, let's do this. I feel bad. I was thoughtless, and-and careless, and I wanna make it up to you. And it's our 10th anniversary, we should do something special. We'll invite friends over, we'll get dressed up, have music and flowers. Oh, you won't have to do a thing. And a priest. We'll get one of those. And we'll write new vows. Then we'll videotape those and we'll pop the tab out of that right away. I just wanna do this, because... because.

Marie: Where are you going?
Ray: I don't know. Maybe walk by the river.
Marie: You have to make this right, Raymond.
Ray: Well, the tape's gone, Ma. What do you want me to do, staple our wedding photos together and make a flip book?

Father Hubley: Raymond? You really have done a wonderful job.
Ray: Thank you, Father Hubley.
Father Hubley: Looks like a lot of work. You must have really screwed up.

Father Hubley: Raymond.
Ray: Um... You're welcome.
Father Hubley: Your vows, Raymond.
Ray: I am so happy to be here on this occasion. Love is in the air. Today, I consider myself the luckiest man on the face of the earth. [off Debra's look] Okay, I forgot the vows, but that doesn't mean that I don't care about you because of that, and because I taped football over our wedding video.
Father Hubley: You taped football over your wedding video?
Ray: Yes, I made a mistake!

Ray: Hey, you know what I was thinking?
Debra: Hmm?
Ray: Since this is our 10th anniversary, why don't we let the kids stay at Grandma's and Grandpa's all night? If you know what I mean.
Debra: Hey, hey, we could watch our wedding video.
Ray: I guess you don't know what I mean.

Ray: Is, uh, Robert up yet?
Frank: You mean Hopalong?
Marie: He was gored by a bull, Frank. He can't help it.
Frank: When is he gonna get rid of that walker? I mean, I got stuck behind him twice today the stairs and the bathroom.
Robert: [enters] Thank for shoving past me on the steps, Dad.
Frank: You were in the fast lane. Get over to the right.