Everybody Loves Raymond1996

Marie Barone:
Debra, I don't know why your rolls are all left. I liked them. The burnt part gave them some flavor. Don't worry about those pots and pans, honey. I know how to do those.

Debra Barone:
Well, cleaning is cleaning.

Marie Barone:
[exiting] You'd think so.

[Debra picks up a frying pan and starts charging toward Marie. Ray grabs the pan out of her hands]

Ray Barone:
All right. There it is. The raising of the pan. Thanksgiving is officially over.

Debra Barone:
And always with that little smile. She's so good at that.

Ray Barone:
Yeah. That was like a drive-by.

Debra Barone:
I should just tell her to...

Ray Barone:
You know what you could do?

Debra Barone:
What?

Ray Barone:
Gobble. Yeah, if you gobble, then she'll get bored, and she'll just leave you alone.

Debra Barone:
Thanks.

Ray Barone:
"Oh, Debra, I envy you, the way you can just roll out of bed and put on anything and not even care" Gobble gobble gobble gobble!

Debra Barone:
You know what? You might be right.

Ray Barone:
What?

Debra Barone:
Everything I told Ally about pretending it doesn't bother her, why haven't I tried that with your mother?

Ray Barone:
Because that's how you deal with children. Yeah, okay... but normal children. This one's big and a little off her nut.

Debra Barone:
No no. Every time Marie says something mean or insulting, I get mad. Maybe that's why she keeps doing it. I should just change the way I react to her. God, that's in every book.

Ray Barone:
Books. There's nothing wrong with how you react.

Debra Barone:
Ray, I wanted to hit her with a frying pan.

Ray Barone:
Get in line.