Programma Televisivo: Everybody Loves Raymond - 2x25
Last time, on Everybody Ioves Raymond: How did you ever get ready for our wedding?
Mommy.
Oh, that's right.
I had bIocked out the fact that you were 30 and still Iiving at home.
Then why did you marry me?
Raymond just asked Debra to marry him.
You're aIready pIanning the wedding?
I've been pIanning it since I was 1 2.
You didn't meet me till you were 22.
Well, you're the Iast piece of the puzzIe.
WouId you still wanna marry me if we couIdn't have a big wedding?
I don't need a big wedding.
So Iike 200, 250 tops.
The 3rd or the 1 7th?
Seventeenth.
The chocoIatier isn't avaiIabIe till then.
Yes, and that'll give me a chance to do another fitting.
I'm invited, right?
Father HubIey!
-So nice to see you again.
-You, too.
And this must be Raymond.
Yes, this is Raymond.
Raymond, this is Father HubIey.
Hi, I'm Raymond.
That's very nice.
I'm thinking of getting a Iarger one.
So I guess that one goes up in the bedroom, right?
Like when you get a new TV, you bring the oId one up.
Let's jump in.
-Debra, pIease sit.
-Okay.
Why is it that you want to marry Raymond?
You know, Ray's just the....
He is the kindest, sweetest man I've ever met.
And he has a wonderfuI sense of humor.
I mean, he's not aIways funny...
but he really is very cIever...
and nobody makes me Iaugh Iike he does.
Really?
Yes, and....
I don't know...
I guess I've never been as comfortabIe with anybody in my whoIe Iife.
In fact, just about the minute I met him I knew that he was the one for me.
So, that's us.
Don't Iie.
I'm not Iying.
-Are you Iying, Debra?
-No!
Well, then that was IoveIy.
Why is it that you wish to marry Debra?
-You said "wish."
-Excuse me?
Yeah, for me, you said: "Why wouId you wish to marry her?"
And for her, you said: "Why wouId you want to marry him?"
Yeah, there's a subtIe thing there.
He didn't say, "Why wouId you want to marry him?"
I wouIdn't say "wouId."
Okay, but still, "wish" was to me, you know, Iike: "Yeah, you wish."
-What are you doing?
-Yeah.
-Tell him why you want to marry me!
-Okay.
She's great, all right?
Great.
I'm going to assume that you won't be writing your own vows.
Well, Iet me ask you this.
-Are chiIdren pIanned?
-Yes.
We pIan on having a big famiIy.
Raymond?
Well, I never really thought about it.
We taIked about it.
That doesn't mean I thought about it.
Actually, I am a IittIe pressed for time today...
but, Raymond, if I may?
Marriage requires a great deaI of souI-searching...
before a responsibIe decision can be made.
Now, you owe that to yourseIf, and to your intended.
Her.
Now, you can stay and taIk for as Iong as you want...
or wish.
But, I think, I....
Oh, good.
A funeraI.
God bIess.
So, want to get something to eat?
What did you do?
-What?
-What?
He thinks you are a moron.
-Well, you're marrying me.
-Yeah, I know.
-You see, there it is.
-There what is, Ray?
That you don't really want me.
You want the fIowers and the dresses...
and the Iamb chops with the IittIe paper panties.
You are so full of it. "
She's just using me so she can have her big wedding."
You think I'm falling for that act?
Tell the truth!
You're scared.
You're scared of having to move out of your mom's house and start an actuaI Iife.
Let me tell you something, I meant what I said here today.
I Iove you!
And you Iove me, and we are getting married.
You want to act?
Act Iike you're happy.
Do you understand me?
Oh, my God.
You know what?
I don't care if you're scared or nervous.
You got coId feet, you get some socks!
She really wants that wedding.
-Hey, Raymond.
-Hey, UncIe MeI.
How are you?
-I'm good.
-Yeah.
You Iook Iike a bus toiIet.
Thanks.
GIad you couId come.
This is Lewis.
He's my business partner.
-Hey, how are you?
-We're not gay.
Okay, then.
See you in a bit, right?
I had to get the bigger one.
-I saw you come in here.
-Look, Ma, pIease.
Not now, okay?
Honey, I understand what you're going through.
You don't think I know?
She's very pretty, isn't she?
Who?
Debra?
It's hard sometimes with pretty peopIe, you know?
You feeI so....
You know?
Listen, our famiIy is not the most....
You know?
Look at your father.
It's not that I didn't have choices.
But I picked him.
And now....
Oh, Raymond, I'm sorry.
My God.
Hey, big crowd.
Listen, Debra's father, what's his name?
-Warren.
-Don't Iike him.
But the good news is you don't marry the parents.
You'll see, after you're married, the parents aren't in your Iife so much.
The way your mother wasn't in my Iife?
-Don't start with my mother.
-A horribIe woman.
A saint.
She tried to warn me about you.
Fine.
Move.
You had to ruin the happiest day of our Iives.
-And don't sit next to me in there.
-There's no room next to you!
So you're getting married?
That's great.
-I think I want to see Debra.
-No, that's forbidden.
Even I know that.
Listen, if I'd seen your mother before the thing...
I'd be having this conversation on a beach in Jamaica with my son Ruiz.
Here, I got a better idea for you.
Jack DanieI's?
No, Dad.
Listen to your father, will you?
ReIax!
You're getting all womanIy.
Come on, have a beIt or two.
Take the edge off.
-PIease, Dad.
-Listen to me.
Ray, Iisten.
Can I run my toast by you?
Not now, Robert, pIease.
Okay?
Just not now.
Sure.
Fine.
It's all about you.
Well, I'll see you down front, Ray.
And crack the seaI on this hooch.
It got me through.
-You okay?
-Yeah, I'm all right.
I'm just-- You know, I gotta tell you, this whoIe marriage thing just spooks me.
I see a Iot of bad things.
-What, being a cop and all?
-Mom and Dad.
There's the groom.
The bride asked us to deIiver this.
Did she Ieave?
No, silly.
Socks?
Yeah.
Ten minutes, peopIe.
-Well, here we go.
-Righto.
So Debra, huh?
Yeah.
-Debra's some girI.
-Yeah, I know.
-See you out there.
-Okay.
Where's Ray?
Hey, hi, nice seeing you.
Oh, boy.
Look at her.
Are you Iooking, man?
Look.
Are you Iooking?
Hi.
Thanks, man.
Thanks.
Thank you.
Thanks for this.
Really.
Great job.
Go, sit down.
I got it.
I'll take it the rest of the way.
Come on.
-Look at you, you Iook fantastic.
-Thanks.
-Hello?
-Hi.
-Open it up.
-Okay, I'll do it.
I'll take care of it.
Give me the fIowers.
I Iike that dress.
I do.
Are you okay?
Who wouIdn't be okay?
Look at you.
You're beautifuI.
You're not freaking out, are you?
I'm in Iove with you.
-DearIy beIoved-- -Hi.
Hi.
Look at her, huh?
-She is beautifuI.
-Yeah, and she's engaged.
You have come here together in the sight of God...
so that the Lord may seaI and strengthen your Iove...
in the presence of this church and this community. "
I now ask the bride and groom to state their intentions."
Raymond and Debra.
Have you come here freeIy and without reservation... "
to give yourseIves to each other in marriage?"
-Yes.
-Thanks.
Me, too. "
Will you Iove and honor each other as husband and wife for the rest of your Iife?"
Yes, yes, yes.
Yes.
Stop it!
What's the matter with Raymond?
I feeI compelled to say something.
When I first met Raymond...
I was Iess than overwheImed by his demeanor towards...
the prospect of matrimony.
But now...
he seems to be the very personification of the wedding spirit.
There is, after all, no more joyous occasion than this.
And perhaps, our Raymond is behaving today...
the way God aIways intended.
So that's good, right?
It is both refreshing and wonderfuI.
Are we married yet?
-"Do you, Raymond, take Debra--" -Yes.
Wait. "
To be your wife?"
Wait.
Do you promise to be true to her in good times and bad? "
To Iove her and honor her all the days of your Iife?"
-Now.
-Yes.
-Debra?
-I do.
Thanks.
Is it too Iate for that own vows thing?
-You want to say something?
-Yeah, I need the ring.
Thanks.
You're IittIe.
I'm sorry I've been such a jerk.
And I promise not to be one anymore.
If you'll heIp me.
I will.
You have decIared your consent before the church. "
What God has joined, men cannot divide."
Let them try.
I now pronounce you husband and wife.
-I Iove you.
-Yeah, you say that now.
-Raymond, feeIing better?
-Yeah, I'm pretty good.
That was some show you put on in there today.
-I thought he was cute.
-Cute?
There's a new word for it.
If you'll excuse me now, I'll be at the bar getting "cute."
Okay, Dad.
-What's he taIking about, Ray?
-Nothing.
He taIks.
-Ray, pIease don't tell me-- -What?
-Were you....
-No.
-Were you-- -No, Iisten.
-Oh, my God.
Are you drunk now?
-No, Deb.
-Oh, my God.
-No, Debra.
I knew you were too happy out there.
What did I do?
How couId you do this to me?
Is that what it takes to marry me?
-No.
WouId you stop?
Here, Iook.
-Oh, my God!
No.
Listen.
Look at it.
You want me to be drunk, too, so we can be two drunken married idiots together!
Will you stop?
Look at it.
I didn't crack the seaI.
It's full.
He gave it to me, but I never opened it.
So that was you out there?
I got the socks...
and I started thinking...
that was funny that you wouId send me socks.
And then I thought...
she's kind of funny.
I started thinking about where I was...
and you.
And us.
Then I didn't need the socks.
-So that was you happy.
-Yeah.
Don't get used to that.
Hello.
I gotta make a toast.
I'd Iike to say to my brother Raymond...
that even though there have been times I feIt he was the favorite...
that he aIways got everything he ever wanted...
I have never feIt that more than I do today.
I want to wish these two kids well.
I know success will probabIy move them far, far away from us.
But I know somehow we'll find a way to be together.
Of course we will.
So if everyone will join me...
to Mr.
and Mrs.
Raymond Barone.
Have I mentioned there are some weird things about my famiIy?
How couId you ever doubt that I wanted to marry you?
I'm still not convinced.
What's it going to take?
Mommy.
Oh, that's right.
I had bIocked out the fact that you were 30 and still Iiving at home.
Then why did you marry me?
Raymond just asked Debra to marry him.
You're aIready pIanning the wedding?
I've been pIanning it since I was 1 2.
You didn't meet me till you were 22.
Well, you're the Iast piece of the puzzIe.
WouId you still wanna marry me if we couIdn't have a big wedding?
I don't need a big wedding.
So Iike 200, 250 tops.
The 3rd or the 1 7th?
Seventeenth.
The chocoIatier isn't avaiIabIe till then.
Yes, and that'll give me a chance to do another fitting.
I'm invited, right?
Father HubIey!
-So nice to see you again.
-You, too.
And this must be Raymond.
Yes, this is Raymond.
Raymond, this is Father HubIey.
Hi, I'm Raymond.
That's very nice.
I'm thinking of getting a Iarger one.
So I guess that one goes up in the bedroom, right?
Like when you get a new TV, you bring the oId one up.
Let's jump in.
-Debra, pIease sit.
-Okay.
Why is it that you want to marry Raymond?
You know, Ray's just the....
He is the kindest, sweetest man I've ever met.
And he has a wonderfuI sense of humor.
I mean, he's not aIways funny...
but he really is very cIever...
and nobody makes me Iaugh Iike he does.
Really?
Yes, and....
I don't know...
I guess I've never been as comfortabIe with anybody in my whoIe Iife.
In fact, just about the minute I met him I knew that he was the one for me.
So, that's us.
Don't Iie.
I'm not Iying.
-Are you Iying, Debra?
-No!
Well, then that was IoveIy.
Why is it that you wish to marry Debra?
-You said "wish."
-Excuse me?
Yeah, for me, you said: "Why wouId you wish to marry her?"
And for her, you said: "Why wouId you want to marry him?"
Yeah, there's a subtIe thing there.
He didn't say, "Why wouId you want to marry him?"
I wouIdn't say "wouId."
Okay, but still, "wish" was to me, you know, Iike: "Yeah, you wish."
-What are you doing?
-Yeah.
-Tell him why you want to marry me!
-Okay.
She's great, all right?
Great.
I'm going to assume that you won't be writing your own vows.
Well, Iet me ask you this.
-Are chiIdren pIanned?
-Yes.
We pIan on having a big famiIy.
Raymond?
Well, I never really thought about it.
We taIked about it.
That doesn't mean I thought about it.
Actually, I am a IittIe pressed for time today...
but, Raymond, if I may?
Marriage requires a great deaI of souI-searching...
before a responsibIe decision can be made.
Now, you owe that to yourseIf, and to your intended.
Her.
Now, you can stay and taIk for as Iong as you want...
or wish.
But, I think, I....
Oh, good.
A funeraI.
God bIess.
So, want to get something to eat?
What did you do?
-What?
-What?
He thinks you are a moron.
-Well, you're marrying me.
-Yeah, I know.
-You see, there it is.
-There what is, Ray?
That you don't really want me.
You want the fIowers and the dresses...
and the Iamb chops with the IittIe paper panties.
You are so full of it. "
She's just using me so she can have her big wedding."
You think I'm falling for that act?
Tell the truth!
You're scared.
You're scared of having to move out of your mom's house and start an actuaI Iife.
Let me tell you something, I meant what I said here today.
I Iove you!
And you Iove me, and we are getting married.
You want to act?
Act Iike you're happy.
Do you understand me?
Oh, my God.
You know what?
I don't care if you're scared or nervous.
You got coId feet, you get some socks!
She really wants that wedding.
-Hey, Raymond.
-Hey, UncIe MeI.
How are you?
-I'm good.
-Yeah.
You Iook Iike a bus toiIet.
Thanks.
GIad you couId come.
This is Lewis.
He's my business partner.
-Hey, how are you?
-We're not gay.
Okay, then.
See you in a bit, right?
I had to get the bigger one.
-I saw you come in here.
-Look, Ma, pIease.
Not now, okay?
Honey, I understand what you're going through.
You don't think I know?
She's very pretty, isn't she?
Who?
Debra?
It's hard sometimes with pretty peopIe, you know?
You feeI so....
You know?
Listen, our famiIy is not the most....
You know?
Look at your father.
It's not that I didn't have choices.
But I picked him.
And now....
Oh, Raymond, I'm sorry.
My God.
Hey, big crowd.
Listen, Debra's father, what's his name?
-Warren.
-Don't Iike him.
But the good news is you don't marry the parents.
You'll see, after you're married, the parents aren't in your Iife so much.
The way your mother wasn't in my Iife?
-Don't start with my mother.
-A horribIe woman.
A saint.
She tried to warn me about you.
Fine.
Move.
You had to ruin the happiest day of our Iives.
-And don't sit next to me in there.
-There's no room next to you!
So you're getting married?
That's great.
-I think I want to see Debra.
-No, that's forbidden.
Even I know that.
Listen, if I'd seen your mother before the thing...
I'd be having this conversation on a beach in Jamaica with my son Ruiz.
Here, I got a better idea for you.
Jack DanieI's?
No, Dad.
Listen to your father, will you?
ReIax!
You're getting all womanIy.
Come on, have a beIt or two.
Take the edge off.
-PIease, Dad.
-Listen to me.
Ray, Iisten.
Can I run my toast by you?
Not now, Robert, pIease.
Okay?
Just not now.
Sure.
Fine.
It's all about you.
Well, I'll see you down front, Ray.
And crack the seaI on this hooch.
It got me through.
-You okay?
-Yeah, I'm all right.
I'm just-- You know, I gotta tell you, this whoIe marriage thing just spooks me.
I see a Iot of bad things.
-What, being a cop and all?
-Mom and Dad.
There's the groom.
The bride asked us to deIiver this.
Did she Ieave?
No, silly.
Socks?
Yeah.
Ten minutes, peopIe.
-Well, here we go.
-Righto.
So Debra, huh?
Yeah.
-Debra's some girI.
-Yeah, I know.
-See you out there.
-Okay.
Where's Ray?
Hey, hi, nice seeing you.
Oh, boy.
Look at her.
Are you Iooking, man?
Look.
Are you Iooking?
Hi.
Thanks, man.
Thanks.
Thank you.
Thanks for this.
Really.
Great job.
Go, sit down.
I got it.
I'll take it the rest of the way.
Come on.
-Look at you, you Iook fantastic.
-Thanks.
-Hello?
-Hi.
-Open it up.
-Okay, I'll do it.
I'll take care of it.
Give me the fIowers.
I Iike that dress.
I do.
Are you okay?
Who wouIdn't be okay?
Look at you.
You're beautifuI.
You're not freaking out, are you?
I'm in Iove with you.
-DearIy beIoved-- -Hi.
Hi.
Look at her, huh?
-She is beautifuI.
-Yeah, and she's engaged.
You have come here together in the sight of God...
so that the Lord may seaI and strengthen your Iove...
in the presence of this church and this community. "
I now ask the bride and groom to state their intentions."
Raymond and Debra.
Have you come here freeIy and without reservation... "
to give yourseIves to each other in marriage?"
-Yes.
-Thanks.
Me, too. "
Will you Iove and honor each other as husband and wife for the rest of your Iife?"
Yes, yes, yes.
Yes.
Stop it!
What's the matter with Raymond?
I feeI compelled to say something.
When I first met Raymond...
I was Iess than overwheImed by his demeanor towards...
the prospect of matrimony.
But now...
he seems to be the very personification of the wedding spirit.
There is, after all, no more joyous occasion than this.
And perhaps, our Raymond is behaving today...
the way God aIways intended.
So that's good, right?
It is both refreshing and wonderfuI.
Are we married yet?
-"Do you, Raymond, take Debra--" -Yes.
Wait. "
To be your wife?"
Wait.
Do you promise to be true to her in good times and bad? "
To Iove her and honor her all the days of your Iife?"
-Now.
-Yes.
-Debra?
-I do.
Thanks.
Is it too Iate for that own vows thing?
-You want to say something?
-Yeah, I need the ring.
Thanks.
You're IittIe.
I'm sorry I've been such a jerk.
And I promise not to be one anymore.
If you'll heIp me.
I will.
You have decIared your consent before the church. "
What God has joined, men cannot divide."
Let them try.
I now pronounce you husband and wife.
-I Iove you.
-Yeah, you say that now.
-Raymond, feeIing better?
-Yeah, I'm pretty good.
That was some show you put on in there today.
-I thought he was cute.
-Cute?
There's a new word for it.
If you'll excuse me now, I'll be at the bar getting "cute."
Okay, Dad.
-What's he taIking about, Ray?
-Nothing.
He taIks.
-Ray, pIease don't tell me-- -What?
-Were you....
-No.
-Were you-- -No, Iisten.
-Oh, my God.
Are you drunk now?
-No, Deb.
-Oh, my God.
-No, Debra.
I knew you were too happy out there.
What did I do?
How couId you do this to me?
Is that what it takes to marry me?
-No.
WouId you stop?
Here, Iook.
-Oh, my God!
No.
Listen.
Look at it.
You want me to be drunk, too, so we can be two drunken married idiots together!
Will you stop?
Look at it.
I didn't crack the seaI.
It's full.
He gave it to me, but I never opened it.
So that was you out there?
I got the socks...
and I started thinking...
that was funny that you wouId send me socks.
And then I thought...
she's kind of funny.
I started thinking about where I was...
and you.
And us.
Then I didn't need the socks.
-So that was you happy.
-Yeah.
Don't get used to that.
Hello.
I gotta make a toast.
I'd Iike to say to my brother Raymond...
that even though there have been times I feIt he was the favorite...
that he aIways got everything he ever wanted...
I have never feIt that more than I do today.
I want to wish these two kids well.
I know success will probabIy move them far, far away from us.
But I know somehow we'll find a way to be together.
Of course we will.
So if everyone will join me...
to Mr.
and Mrs.
Raymond Barone.
Have I mentioned there are some weird things about my famiIy?
How couId you ever doubt that I wanted to marry you?
I'm still not convinced.
What's it going to take?