This is the second time Debra wore that dress. The first was in The Bird.
Debra: I think maybe you have a problem with the way I dress!
Ray: Maybe I do!
Ray: C'mon. Look at you. When people see us walking together, they all say, "what is that hot lady doing with that nose with sneakers?"
Ray: You know the little part of your brain that doesn't think things through?
Robert: That's not the little part of your brain.
(Robert and Amy walk into Ray and Debra's house)
Amy: (to Debra) Can we watch TV over here? Frank fell asleep with the remote tucked into his boxers.
Robert: And then the channel changed so we got the hell out of there.
Frank and Marie walk into the house and see Debra dressed trampy.
Debra: We're having a little PTA meeting here. Do you guys need something?
Frank: (staring at Debra) Yes. We want to join the PTA!
Ray: Some of the PTA ladies were saying that Debra dresses a little trampy.
Marie: I think they were being kind!
Debra: Marie, I only wore this to make a point.
Frank: Got it!
Ray: I own you, and you own me; that's marriage. It's not my fault you made a bad deal.
Marie: I say for every year over 40, you should add an inch to the hem of your dress.
Frank: Then you should be dragging around a Persian rug!
Ray: I think you may have misunderstood me when I told you what those ladies said.
Debra: How did I misunderstand you?
Ray: You believed me.
Debra: You have a little cocktail sauce on your shirt.
Ray: At least I have a shirt.
Debra: Ray! How could you do this to me?
Robert: Oh, I think he had a very good reason. You asked him to wear a clean shirt, and he told you everyone thinks you're a tramp!
Debra: (to Marie) I like the way I dress, and so does your son.
Robert: That's right.
Debra: I was talking about Ray!