Everybody Loves Raymond1996

Debra Barone:
We can never have sex again!

Ray Barone:
Whoa, WHAT?

Debra Barone:
Look at your father lying in there hurt. And now, everytime we - I'm gonna think of HIM. Working on those stairs and all of a sudden his Little Bald Head dropping out of sight.

Ray Barone:
Well, here's something you might try. Think of ME when we're having sex.

Debra Barone:
We did this to him, Ray. We lied to him and now he has a broken rib. WE broke his rib. We might as well have rolled off that bed and ON TO HIM!

Ray Barone:
HEY! You to put images my head? Because we MAY never have sex again. [Nurse walks by and hears him. Ray says to nurse] Hey. Hi. [to Debra] Look, this was not our fault.

Debra Barone:
Yes it is! This is 30% my fault and 70% YOURS!

Ray Barone:
Whoa, whoa! Where do you come up with those figures?

Debra Barone:
Because you STARTED it! None of this would've happened if you didn't have to tell your friends what a be STUDD you are!

Ray Barone:
Oh, why couldn't the nurse hear THAT?