Programa de TV: Everybody Loves Raymond - 2x23
Boy, that is unbeIievabIe.
-Listen to this.
-I don't want to hear it, Frank.
You don't even know what it is.
I know.
It's something horribIe from the paper...
that I don't need to hear whiIe I'm eating.
-Just Iisten.
-I don't want to hear it, Frank.
-Listen.
-Leave me aIone.
-Listen!
-No!
Dear Abby...
I am a 60-year-oId-woman...
who just found out that my husband of 30 years...
is aIso my cousin. "
And my husband knew the whoIe time."
-What's the rest?
-No.
-Come on.
-You weren't interested.
-Come on, Iet me see the paper.
-No.
Why did you read that to me?
Why?
Are you my cousin?
That wouId expIain a Iot.
Hi, I'm Ray, and I Iive here in Long IsIand with my wife, Debra...
my 6-year-oId daughter and twin 2-year oId boys.
My parents...
Iive across the street.
That's right.
And my brother Iives with them.
Now, not every famiIy wouId defy gravity for you...
but mine wouId because-- Everybody Ioves Raymond.
Hey, you didn't....
What's that thing?
It's a coin sorter.
Hermansons are having a garage saIe...
and you know how I feeI about Ioose change.
Not for me.
Something eIse we don't need.
Your father's been bringing home useIess junk for 40 years.
You were item number one.
We shouId be having a garage saIe, Frank.
No!
No garage saIe.
I'm not Iugging everything up from the basement...
and then standing out there all day deaIing with peopIe.
PeopIe.
I bet Ed's making a Iot of money on that thing.
He toId me he aIready made $200.
$200?
For Hermanson's crap?
We got much better crap than him.
We're having a garage saIe.
No, better.
Make it a yard saIe.
That's cIassier.
I bet I can sell this thing for $1 5.
That's pure profit.
Hey, who took my thing that-- Hey, Iisten up.
You two got till tomorrow morning at 8:00 a.m...
to get the crap you're storing in this house out.
We're cIearing the pIace out!
My God!
You're moving?
No, we're having a yard saIe.
Yard saIe.
For a second, I thought you were moving...
which wouId make us so sad.
No, sweetie.
We're not going anywhere, no.
No, we'll aIways be with you.
Because I'll heIp you move.
Let's go!
Got a haIf an hour.
-Yeah, reIax.
-Move it out!
Take it easy, Dad, all right?
Nobody's at your yard saIe yet.
The bowIing alleys are still open.
Anything you don't cIaim, I'm selling.
Listen, if we don't want it for free...
what makes you think peopIe are going to pay for it?
PeopIe are idiots.
Did you know I used to come down here to hide from you?
Yeah?
I used to come down here to hide from Dad.
He used to come down to hide from Mom.
Remember when we all ended up down here at the same time?
Then Mom Iocked us in to teach us a Iesson.
And Dad shut off the water whiIe she was still in the shower.
-Yeah.
-Good times.
All right, Iet's get to it.
You know what?
This is just....
It's too much Iike work.
Look, just Iet Dad sell whatever's here, that's all.
What, are you kidding?
This is our chiIdhood.
This is who we are.
My handprint turkey.
That's a turkey?
-Yeah.
You know, I was a kid.
-Yeah.
Look at this.
Look at all this.
All this cooI schooI stuff of mine.
-Where's my stuff?
-Look at this.
-I invented this in shop cIass.
-You invented wood?
It's a bug-killing system.
Look, I wrote the directions down.
Put bug on bIock A...
and press down with bIock B untiI crunching is heard. "
Rinse and repeat."
All these boxes say "Ray" on them.
I used to have things, too, you know.
Here you go.
Here's something with your name on it.
What?
Your baby shoes?
Forty years, this is all they saved.
Hector von Fuzzy Pants!
Or something.
Hector von....
I don't know.
All right.
Come on, hurry up, boys.
Your father wants a staff meeting on the Iawn in five minutes.
Mom, what are you doing?
What are you selling all this stuff for?
'Cause I need this area for your father.
See, I'm going to bring down a chair and a teIevision...
and I'm going to Ieave meaIs at the top of the stairs.
-He'll be very happy.
-Ma, wait.
What's with these shoes?
What'd you save these for?
I don't know, Iet me see.
I bought these for you for Christmas one year.
I never got them.
I must've hidden them down here and forgotten to give them to you.
That's funny.
Shoes for Christmas.
-What's all that?
-This is my whoIe chiIdhood...
that my parents want to sell to any Zeke with a pickup.
-Where are we going to keep all this stuff?
-Come on, Debra, it's good stuff.
Look. "
Ray, 1 969."
It's an ashtray.
I made it for my dad.
He said he Ioved it.
He said he wouId start smoking.
He never did.
Well, when the time comes, you'll smoke for your chiIdren.
What you got there?
It's just cIothing the kids have grown out of.
I was just going to take it over to the yard saIe.
-Really?
-Yeah.
Come on, kids.
Got to go to Grandma and Grandpa's.
Ray, just grab that crib, okay?
Go on, Ray.
Hurry up.
-We're getting rid of the cribs?
-Yeah.
-What do we need them for anymore?
-I don't know.
-What?
-I don't know, in case....
What?
For what?
I don't know.
For all the other kids we're going to have?
Why don't we have 1 0 more and move into a shoe?
Hey, Frank.
WeIcome to Honest Frank's yard of bargains.
How are you, kids?
Okay, what have we here, Debra?
Well, it's mostIy baby stuff.
-Okay, Iet's see.
The crib goes in Furniture...
-Yeah.
-...cIothes in CIothes.
-Right.
Maybe I ought to start an all-baby section.
They're suckers for babies.
You know what, Dad?
We'll take care of all this, all right?
So we're going to get rid of all this stuff?
Yeah, and after your dad takes his cut, we get to keep 40%.
Check this out.
This thermos.
Look at this.
Dad, can you give us a second here, pIease?
You see what I did?
I scraped the rust off.
Eye appeaI is buy appeaI.
$20.
$20?
Nobody's going to pay that for a used thermos.
They will if it was used by the Pope.
Hey, fellow!
You CathoIic?
You Iike hot soup?
I can't beIieve we saved all this stuff.
What do you think, Ray?
Like a buck for a bag of bibs?
Buck-a-bag-of-bibs.
Can you say that?
Just say that.
Buck-a-bag-of-bibs.
So we're not going to have any more kids?
-What?
Are you serious?
-I'm wondering.
I don't know.
Are we supposed to?
I don't know.
I thought that if we weren't...
we both wouId have known about it.
I don't think this is the pIace to taIk about this right now.
I wasn't Iistening.
Listen.
I'm not saying I definiteIy want more kids.
I just didn't know we had made that decision.
Nobody made an actuaI decision, Ray.
It's....
I just thought that since we hadn't done anything drastic....
Drastic?
Yes.
You know, since we hadn't....
Snip-snip.
We couId maybe....
What?
I don't know.
Maybe we couId have more kids.
-Excuse me.
I couIdn't heIp overhearing.
-God.
Are we taIking about having more chiIdren?
Ma, Iook, this is between me and Debra, okay?
Yeah, and I don't think that this is the pIace to do this.
Raymond, what did you mean by "snip-snip"?
God, now I got to have that dream.
What are you doing?
Dad wants me to keep an eye on that one in Sporting Goods.
You really think Mrs.
ScarpuIa's gonna steaI cross-country skis?
Not on my watch.
Hey, you two porcupines.
I need you to bring that sofa bed up from the basement.
OId Lucky?
I mean, OId Musty?
Listen, I haven't toId your mother yet...
but I'm fixing a IittIe area for her down there.
A IittIe area?
I'm gonna bring down her sewing machine, maybe a foIding chair, maybe a hot pIate.
She'll Iove it.
She can stay down there all day.
-Sounds Iike a sweatshop, Dad.
-No, I'll give her a IittIe fan.
Debra, wouId you heIp me price these things?
If we Iook busy, then nobody will bother us.
But that doesn't work.
I just was trying to Iook busy.
Can I Iet you in on a IittIe secret?
-I wanted to have more chiIdren, too.
-We don't want to have more chiIdren.
If I overheard correctIy, Raymond does.
Listen, I wanted to have another baby...
but Frank wouIdn't even hear of it.
And I was just crushed.
You know, I Iove my boys, but I aIways wanted a IittIe girI, too.
You know what I used to do?
I used to put Robbie in a IittIe pink dress and dance him around the room.
You got any pictures of that?
The reason I bring it up is that...
well, we're not getting any younger, dear.
And you want to pIant your seedIings...
before winter comes and everything freezes over.
Jeez!
You can't taIk to her.
-All right!
Easy!
Stop pushing it, Robert.
-I'm not pushing.
I think I'm Iosing my grip.
I'm putting it down.
Wait.
I toId you I'm putting it down.
You toId me whiIe you were putting it down.
-You're just sIow.
-Yeah.
Yeah, you used to do that to me on the seesaw. "
I'm getting off!"
Boom!
ChuckIeheads, this ain't the empIoyee Iounge.
I got a rube out there I think I can unIoad this on.
Take it easy, Dad.
This thing weighs a ton, all right?
Then open it up and pull the mattress out.
What are you two, sharing a brain?
I'll use this cushion to keep him on the hook.
There you go.
All right.
Ready, one, two, three.
We were too cIose to the tabIe.
Stupid couch.
Stupid....
Don't take your probIems with Debra out on the sofa bed.
What are you taIking about?
I know the situation.
You know, the kid thing.
You and Debra.
Where did you hear that?
It's all over the yard.
-What?
-Don't worry.
What's said in the yard stays in the yard.
Why is everybody taIking about this except me and Debra?
We're all wondering about that, too.
And Iet me just say this, okay?
Debra has a point, Ray.
It's a Iot of work raising kids.
There you are at the office...
then you come breezing home. "
Look what I wrote!
Where's my dinner?"
How much heIp are you, really?
-What do you know about it?
-Yeah, that's right, huh?
What couId I know?
I'm just Robert.
I don't have any kids.
I'm a reproductive cuI-de-sac.
-Okay.
Just foId this up, pIease.
-I couId still have kids, you know.
I know, Robert.
What are you guys taIking about?
-Don't worry, Deb.
I'm on your side.
-You're on my side?
That's right, and I'm not the onIy one.
I don't beIieve this, Ray.
What are you doing?
Hey, Iisten.
I just wanted to taIk about it, that's all.
You just....
You assumed that we were done having kids.
-I don't know that I'm done yet.
-Well, I am.
You know what?
Why don't I just get this out of your way, okay?
It's stuck.
You know what?
I might be a whiIe.
Hey, there's a sucker out here who just paid sticker price on the crib.
-The crib?
-Yeah.
I need one of you two numbskulls to go put it in her car before she sees the teeth marks.
-I'm gonna go.
-Ray.
And Mrs.
ScarpuIa's on your side, too.
-Listen-- -Thanks.
-It's the green minivan.
-Yeah.
There's been a misunderstanding.
This crib's not for saIe.
-What?
-Yeah.
Sorry.
-But I aIready bought it.
-Dad, give this woman a refund, pIease?
I'm sorry, Iady.
All saIes are finaI.
But I want the crib.
No, Dad, we're not selling this crib.
PIease give her her money back.
What have you been smoking?
-Give her the crib.
-Stop it.
No.
Dad, I'm not selling the crib.
PIease, how much did you pay for this?
-Ray, come on.
What are you doing?
-He's bIowing the saIe.
-You're fired.
-Look, we're not selling the crib.
Here.
-Here's $40.
-She onIy paid $30!
-I don't care!
PIease Iet go.
-Ray!
It's Raymond's crib.
They're gonna need it.
-No, we're not.
-I'm gonna need it Thursday.
Marie, stop.
Robert, heIp.
-Ray, give her the crib.
-No.
-What do you mean, no?
-I want another baby.
That is one speciaI kind of idiot.
Excuse me.
Sir?
How much for these photos of the cute IittIe girI in the pink dress?
-Ray.
-What?
-You want to taIk?
-Do you?
Everybody in the yard thinks we shouId.
Look, it's just that....
That mean pregnant Iady was taking our crib.
I just wanted to stop and think about it for a second, that's all.
Okay.
Let's think about it.
Another baby.
We have three.
Yeah, but it's really not Iike three...
because the twins were kind of Iike a twofer.
You know, I gave birth to them, Ray.
BeIieve me.
We have three.
Look, I'm not saying that I want more kids...
but to say that we're never gonna have any more....
I don't know.
I mean....
Remember when they were born and they were so IittIe and stuff?
I Iike that, you know?
When they're IittIe.
I don't know.
Don't you Iike that?
I Iike that.
-My God.
-Ma.
-Can we be aIone, pIease?
-No.
I mean, I'm happy that you and Debra are working things out...
but pIease, this is my kitchen.
We're taIking, Ma, that's all.
Okay, but I'm just outside...
and I couId come back any minute.
That's just Iike at our house.
Look at this.
Look at how small these are.
Yeah, and Iook at the purpIe stain.
You remember how that got there?
That's you trying to give MichaeI his medicine in the dark.
And we all got that coId.
You remember?
And I think Ally had a mouthfuI of tuna fish...
when she sneezed all over you.
Nobody got any sIeep that week.
Or ever since.
I'm just saying think about it.
More kids.
Can we give back the ones we aIready have?
Not without a receipt.
I'm sorry.
Look, I don't know what I was thinking.
I'm going to put these back on the tabIe.
Here...
don't think anybody's going to want that.
You okay, Ray?
I'm tired.
PIease tell me we had a sister.
Right this way, my friend.
Don, is it?
I don't know whether I shouId Iet you Iie down on this...
because once you are on it, you are never gonna want to get up.
FIoating on a cIoud, huh?
-It's Iike a poIe digging in my back.
-Don't worry about that.
You know, it comes with a thermos.
Are you Catholic?
-Listen to this.
-I don't want to hear it, Frank.
You don't even know what it is.
I know.
It's something horribIe from the paper...
that I don't need to hear whiIe I'm eating.
-Just Iisten.
-I don't want to hear it, Frank.
-Listen.
-Leave me aIone.
-Listen!
-No!
Dear Abby...
I am a 60-year-oId-woman...
who just found out that my husband of 30 years...
is aIso my cousin. "
And my husband knew the whoIe time."
-What's the rest?
-No.
-Come on.
-You weren't interested.
-Come on, Iet me see the paper.
-No.
Why did you read that to me?
Why?
Are you my cousin?
That wouId expIain a Iot.
Hi, I'm Ray, and I Iive here in Long IsIand with my wife, Debra...
my 6-year-oId daughter and twin 2-year oId boys.
My parents...
Iive across the street.
That's right.
And my brother Iives with them.
Now, not every famiIy wouId defy gravity for you...
but mine wouId because-- Everybody Ioves Raymond.
Hey, you didn't....
What's that thing?
It's a coin sorter.
Hermansons are having a garage saIe...
and you know how I feeI about Ioose change.
Not for me.
Something eIse we don't need.
Your father's been bringing home useIess junk for 40 years.
You were item number one.
We shouId be having a garage saIe, Frank.
No!
No garage saIe.
I'm not Iugging everything up from the basement...
and then standing out there all day deaIing with peopIe.
PeopIe.
I bet Ed's making a Iot of money on that thing.
He toId me he aIready made $200.
$200?
For Hermanson's crap?
We got much better crap than him.
We're having a garage saIe.
No, better.
Make it a yard saIe.
That's cIassier.
I bet I can sell this thing for $1 5.
That's pure profit.
Hey, who took my thing that-- Hey, Iisten up.
You two got till tomorrow morning at 8:00 a.m...
to get the crap you're storing in this house out.
We're cIearing the pIace out!
My God!
You're moving?
No, we're having a yard saIe.
Yard saIe.
For a second, I thought you were moving...
which wouId make us so sad.
No, sweetie.
We're not going anywhere, no.
No, we'll aIways be with you.
Because I'll heIp you move.
Let's go!
Got a haIf an hour.
-Yeah, reIax.
-Move it out!
Take it easy, Dad, all right?
Nobody's at your yard saIe yet.
The bowIing alleys are still open.
Anything you don't cIaim, I'm selling.
Listen, if we don't want it for free...
what makes you think peopIe are going to pay for it?
PeopIe are idiots.
Did you know I used to come down here to hide from you?
Yeah?
I used to come down here to hide from Dad.
He used to come down to hide from Mom.
Remember when we all ended up down here at the same time?
Then Mom Iocked us in to teach us a Iesson.
And Dad shut off the water whiIe she was still in the shower.
-Yeah.
-Good times.
All right, Iet's get to it.
You know what?
This is just....
It's too much Iike work.
Look, just Iet Dad sell whatever's here, that's all.
What, are you kidding?
This is our chiIdhood.
This is who we are.
My handprint turkey.
That's a turkey?
-Yeah.
You know, I was a kid.
-Yeah.
Look at this.
Look at all this.
All this cooI schooI stuff of mine.
-Where's my stuff?
-Look at this.
-I invented this in shop cIass.
-You invented wood?
It's a bug-killing system.
Look, I wrote the directions down.
Put bug on bIock A...
and press down with bIock B untiI crunching is heard. "
Rinse and repeat."
All these boxes say "Ray" on them.
I used to have things, too, you know.
Here you go.
Here's something with your name on it.
What?
Your baby shoes?
Forty years, this is all they saved.
Hector von Fuzzy Pants!
Or something.
Hector von....
I don't know.
All right.
Come on, hurry up, boys.
Your father wants a staff meeting on the Iawn in five minutes.
Mom, what are you doing?
What are you selling all this stuff for?
'Cause I need this area for your father.
See, I'm going to bring down a chair and a teIevision...
and I'm going to Ieave meaIs at the top of the stairs.
-He'll be very happy.
-Ma, wait.
What's with these shoes?
What'd you save these for?
I don't know, Iet me see.
I bought these for you for Christmas one year.
I never got them.
I must've hidden them down here and forgotten to give them to you.
That's funny.
Shoes for Christmas.
-What's all that?
-This is my whoIe chiIdhood...
that my parents want to sell to any Zeke with a pickup.
-Where are we going to keep all this stuff?
-Come on, Debra, it's good stuff.
Look. "
Ray, 1 969."
It's an ashtray.
I made it for my dad.
He said he Ioved it.
He said he wouId start smoking.
He never did.
Well, when the time comes, you'll smoke for your chiIdren.
What you got there?
It's just cIothing the kids have grown out of.
I was just going to take it over to the yard saIe.
-Really?
-Yeah.
Come on, kids.
Got to go to Grandma and Grandpa's.
Ray, just grab that crib, okay?
Go on, Ray.
Hurry up.
-We're getting rid of the cribs?
-Yeah.
-What do we need them for anymore?
-I don't know.
-What?
-I don't know, in case....
What?
For what?
I don't know.
For all the other kids we're going to have?
Why don't we have 1 0 more and move into a shoe?
Hey, Frank.
WeIcome to Honest Frank's yard of bargains.
How are you, kids?
Okay, what have we here, Debra?
Well, it's mostIy baby stuff.
-Okay, Iet's see.
The crib goes in Furniture...
-Yeah.
-...cIothes in CIothes.
-Right.
Maybe I ought to start an all-baby section.
They're suckers for babies.
You know what, Dad?
We'll take care of all this, all right?
So we're going to get rid of all this stuff?
Yeah, and after your dad takes his cut, we get to keep 40%.
Check this out.
This thermos.
Look at this.
Dad, can you give us a second here, pIease?
You see what I did?
I scraped the rust off.
Eye appeaI is buy appeaI.
$20.
$20?
Nobody's going to pay that for a used thermos.
They will if it was used by the Pope.
Hey, fellow!
You CathoIic?
You Iike hot soup?
I can't beIieve we saved all this stuff.
What do you think, Ray?
Like a buck for a bag of bibs?
Buck-a-bag-of-bibs.
Can you say that?
Just say that.
Buck-a-bag-of-bibs.
So we're not going to have any more kids?
-What?
Are you serious?
-I'm wondering.
I don't know.
Are we supposed to?
I don't know.
I thought that if we weren't...
we both wouId have known about it.
I don't think this is the pIace to taIk about this right now.
I wasn't Iistening.
Listen.
I'm not saying I definiteIy want more kids.
I just didn't know we had made that decision.
Nobody made an actuaI decision, Ray.
It's....
I just thought that since we hadn't done anything drastic....
Drastic?
Yes.
You know, since we hadn't....
Snip-snip.
We couId maybe....
What?
I don't know.
Maybe we couId have more kids.
-Excuse me.
I couIdn't heIp overhearing.
-God.
Are we taIking about having more chiIdren?
Ma, Iook, this is between me and Debra, okay?
Yeah, and I don't think that this is the pIace to do this.
Raymond, what did you mean by "snip-snip"?
God, now I got to have that dream.
What are you doing?
Dad wants me to keep an eye on that one in Sporting Goods.
You really think Mrs.
ScarpuIa's gonna steaI cross-country skis?
Not on my watch.
Hey, you two porcupines.
I need you to bring that sofa bed up from the basement.
OId Lucky?
I mean, OId Musty?
Listen, I haven't toId your mother yet...
but I'm fixing a IittIe area for her down there.
A IittIe area?
I'm gonna bring down her sewing machine, maybe a foIding chair, maybe a hot pIate.
She'll Iove it.
She can stay down there all day.
-Sounds Iike a sweatshop, Dad.
-No, I'll give her a IittIe fan.
Debra, wouId you heIp me price these things?
If we Iook busy, then nobody will bother us.
But that doesn't work.
I just was trying to Iook busy.
Can I Iet you in on a IittIe secret?
-I wanted to have more chiIdren, too.
-We don't want to have more chiIdren.
If I overheard correctIy, Raymond does.
Listen, I wanted to have another baby...
but Frank wouIdn't even hear of it.
And I was just crushed.
You know, I Iove my boys, but I aIways wanted a IittIe girI, too.
You know what I used to do?
I used to put Robbie in a IittIe pink dress and dance him around the room.
You got any pictures of that?
The reason I bring it up is that...
well, we're not getting any younger, dear.
And you want to pIant your seedIings...
before winter comes and everything freezes over.
Jeez!
You can't taIk to her.
-All right!
Easy!
Stop pushing it, Robert.
-I'm not pushing.
I think I'm Iosing my grip.
I'm putting it down.
Wait.
I toId you I'm putting it down.
You toId me whiIe you were putting it down.
-You're just sIow.
-Yeah.
Yeah, you used to do that to me on the seesaw. "
I'm getting off!"
Boom!
ChuckIeheads, this ain't the empIoyee Iounge.
I got a rube out there I think I can unIoad this on.
Take it easy, Dad.
This thing weighs a ton, all right?
Then open it up and pull the mattress out.
What are you two, sharing a brain?
I'll use this cushion to keep him on the hook.
There you go.
All right.
Ready, one, two, three.
We were too cIose to the tabIe.
Stupid couch.
Stupid....
Don't take your probIems with Debra out on the sofa bed.
What are you taIking about?
I know the situation.
You know, the kid thing.
You and Debra.
Where did you hear that?
It's all over the yard.
-What?
-Don't worry.
What's said in the yard stays in the yard.
Why is everybody taIking about this except me and Debra?
We're all wondering about that, too.
And Iet me just say this, okay?
Debra has a point, Ray.
It's a Iot of work raising kids.
There you are at the office...
then you come breezing home. "
Look what I wrote!
Where's my dinner?"
How much heIp are you, really?
-What do you know about it?
-Yeah, that's right, huh?
What couId I know?
I'm just Robert.
I don't have any kids.
I'm a reproductive cuI-de-sac.
-Okay.
Just foId this up, pIease.
-I couId still have kids, you know.
I know, Robert.
What are you guys taIking about?
-Don't worry, Deb.
I'm on your side.
-You're on my side?
That's right, and I'm not the onIy one.
I don't beIieve this, Ray.
What are you doing?
Hey, Iisten.
I just wanted to taIk about it, that's all.
You just....
You assumed that we were done having kids.
-I don't know that I'm done yet.
-Well, I am.
You know what?
Why don't I just get this out of your way, okay?
It's stuck.
You know what?
I might be a whiIe.
Hey, there's a sucker out here who just paid sticker price on the crib.
-The crib?
-Yeah.
I need one of you two numbskulls to go put it in her car before she sees the teeth marks.
-I'm gonna go.
-Ray.
And Mrs.
ScarpuIa's on your side, too.
-Listen-- -Thanks.
-It's the green minivan.
-Yeah.
There's been a misunderstanding.
This crib's not for saIe.
-What?
-Yeah.
Sorry.
-But I aIready bought it.
-Dad, give this woman a refund, pIease?
I'm sorry, Iady.
All saIes are finaI.
But I want the crib.
No, Dad, we're not selling this crib.
PIease give her her money back.
What have you been smoking?
-Give her the crib.
-Stop it.
No.
Dad, I'm not selling the crib.
PIease, how much did you pay for this?
-Ray, come on.
What are you doing?
-He's bIowing the saIe.
-You're fired.
-Look, we're not selling the crib.
Here.
-Here's $40.
-She onIy paid $30!
-I don't care!
PIease Iet go.
-Ray!
It's Raymond's crib.
They're gonna need it.
-No, we're not.
-I'm gonna need it Thursday.
Marie, stop.
Robert, heIp.
-Ray, give her the crib.
-No.
-What do you mean, no?
-I want another baby.
That is one speciaI kind of idiot.
Excuse me.
Sir?
How much for these photos of the cute IittIe girI in the pink dress?
-Ray.
-What?
-You want to taIk?
-Do you?
Everybody in the yard thinks we shouId.
Look, it's just that....
That mean pregnant Iady was taking our crib.
I just wanted to stop and think about it for a second, that's all.
Okay.
Let's think about it.
Another baby.
We have three.
Yeah, but it's really not Iike three...
because the twins were kind of Iike a twofer.
You know, I gave birth to them, Ray.
BeIieve me.
We have three.
Look, I'm not saying that I want more kids...
but to say that we're never gonna have any more....
I don't know.
I mean....
Remember when they were born and they were so IittIe and stuff?
I Iike that, you know?
When they're IittIe.
I don't know.
Don't you Iike that?
I Iike that.
-My God.
-Ma.
-Can we be aIone, pIease?
-No.
I mean, I'm happy that you and Debra are working things out...
but pIease, this is my kitchen.
We're taIking, Ma, that's all.
Okay, but I'm just outside...
and I couId come back any minute.
That's just Iike at our house.
Look at this.
Look at how small these are.
Yeah, and Iook at the purpIe stain.
You remember how that got there?
That's you trying to give MichaeI his medicine in the dark.
And we all got that coId.
You remember?
And I think Ally had a mouthfuI of tuna fish...
when she sneezed all over you.
Nobody got any sIeep that week.
Or ever since.
I'm just saying think about it.
More kids.
Can we give back the ones we aIready have?
Not without a receipt.
I'm sorry.
Look, I don't know what I was thinking.
I'm going to put these back on the tabIe.
Here...
don't think anybody's going to want that.
You okay, Ray?
I'm tired.
PIease tell me we had a sister.
Right this way, my friend.
Don, is it?
I don't know whether I shouId Iet you Iie down on this...
because once you are on it, you are never gonna want to get up.
FIoating on a cIoud, huh?
-It's Iike a poIe digging in my back.
-Don't worry about that.
You know, it comes with a thermos.
Are you Catholic?