Everybody Loves Raymond1996

Robert Barone:
I don't know what happened. Even the lightbulbs are gone. It-it's like a con job.

Ray Barone:
How could it be a con job? I mean - oh, don't tell me you paid the guy to represent you.

Robert Barone:
No. I only paid for the pictures. I paid for the pictures.

Ray Barone:
Oh... man. How much?

Robert Barone:
$1000.

Ray Barone:
$1000? Are you nuts?

Robert Barone:
It would've cost me a lot more with one of those outside guys!

Ray Barone:
Oh my God!

Robert Barone:
I feel sick.

Ray Barone:
All right, easy. Easy!

Robert Barone:
I can't breathe! I can't breathe! I can't breathe!

Ray Barone:
Calm down! Robert! Just calm down.

Robert Barone:
I can't breathe!

Ray Barone:
Calm down. Calm down!

Robert Barone:
How can I calm down?

Robert Barone:
How can I calm down? Do you know what this means? I've been conned and I'm a cop. I'm a conned cop!

Ray Barone:
All right. So why don't you just track the guys down, and you throw 'em in jail?

Robert Barone:
Yeah sure. I can just imagine the headlines: "Giant Cop is Giant Schmuck!"