- Debra Barone: Dr. Sundram said play more golf?
- Ray Barone: I have a note.
- Debra Barone: He wrote you a note?
- Ray Barone: I knew you wouldn't believe it, so I went back, asked him to write it down.
- Ray Barone: Let me ask you, would I see a podiatrist or a proctologist to get a foot removed from my ass?
- Ray Barone: After golfing we were in the locker room and I got this weird feeling.
- Debra Barone: Ray, you are not gay.
- Ray Barone: Deb, where are you?
- Debra Barone: I'm up here. In the bedroom.
- Ray Barone: Where are the kids?
- Debra Barone: They're at Linda's house.
- Ray Barone: Good. Come down will you? I want to talk to you.
- Debra Barone: I think you might want to come up.
- Ray Barone: It's 3:00. It can't be sex. Come down, will ya?
- Debra Barone: All right, but I'll have to put clothes on.
- Ray Barone: Coming up.
- Marie Barone: I know this has been hard on you honey. And you're doing everything you can for Raymond. But maybe the way you can help him relax is very simple.
- Debra Barone: What do you mean?
- Marie Barone: Well, I couldn't help wondering, dear... are you making yourself available to him? You know what I'm talking about?
- Debra Barone: Please, Marie!
- Marie Barone: Listen, you know Raymond doesn't like to ask for things.
- Debra Barone: Do we have to talk about this?
- Marie Barone: I'm just trying to help.
- Debra Barone: I didn't say anything when you told me how Ray liked his underwear folded, but this is over the line.
- Marie Barone: I'm sorry, but Raymond needs your help. Debra, you... Have a glass of wine first!
- Debra Barone: [Ray is sitting on the couch with Kevin watching Tiger Woods on TV] Golf again? I could walk through here naked, you wouldn't even notice.
- Ray Barone: You're not Tiger Woods.