Everybody Loves Raymond (1996–2005): Season 4, Episode 20 - Alone Time - full transcript
Debra wants to be alone for a while. Ray wonders why.
# Mrs. Brown,
Mrs. Brown, Mrs. Brown #
#Don'tgotathing#
#Goingon.#
Whoa!
Ah!
Ray!
I'm in here!
- I forgot deodorant.
- Get out!
- What is that?
- Out!
- You have a mustache.
- Out!
Sorry...
sir!
Ray, why did you
walk in on me?
- You have a mustache.
- What's the matter with you?
- You don't even knock?
- You have a mustache.
What are you--
you just barge in on me?
I forgot deodorant.
You have a mustache.
It's not a mustache.
It's a little peach fuzz.
Well, h-how-how long--
how long have you--
What? How long
have I what, Ray?
--been sporting that?
For as long as you've known me
and for as long as you've known me,
I've bleached it
and it's not a mustache.
- Let me look at it.
- Don't you-- stop! Don't examine me.
You should be
apologizing to me.
I'm sorry,
nature can be cruel.
You just don't
walk in on somebody.
You weren't even supposed
to be here anymore.
You walk in on me
all the time.
'Cause you don't
close the door.
That's 'cause I have
nothing to hide.
Trust me, you do.
You know the bathroom
was the last place I had any privacy
and now that's gone.
I could build you
a tree house.
I never get
to be alone, never.
You're with me,
or the kids are with me
and when the kids are gone,
I'm still not alone,
'cause your parents
walk in here all the time.
I mean, you get
to leave, you know?
You go to work and you're
alone in your car, in the office,
I just need some time
to mys--
what are you
smiling about?
I'm just picturing you tying a young
girl to the railroad tracks.
- Yeah-heh-heh--
- I don't have a mustache!
All right, all right,
all right, come on.
You want some time alone?
That will stop the yelling?
- Yes, Ray.
- All right, all right. Let's do it.
What do we do?
You could go, take the kids
and do something.
The kids?
That's more yelling.
Yes, Ray, that's how
I get to be alone.
You could take them to the park
for an afternoon once in a while.
Awholeafternoon?
All right, Ray, take them
over to your mother's
and she can babysit
all of you.
All right, we'll do it.
We'll do it tomorrow, okay?
But you've got to
promise to...
keep up the maintenance
on the old soup strainer.
Come on, that's it.
That's all I've got,
except Groucho,
something about Groucho.
Come on, look at
the bright side--
the mustache will distract me
from the cellulite.
- Hey, Ma.
- Hi, dear.
- Hello, darlings.
- Hi.
Can the kids watch
a video over here?
Oh, certainly. Why?
Your VCR's not working?
No no, it's working. I just thought we
could come over and, you know, hang.
Oh, how wonderful!
Go on, darlings.
- Go watch the video.
- Come on, go watch your videos.
Frank, the kids are here.
Buckle your pants.
Where's Debra?
- Nowhere. She's home.
- Oh?
Yeah, she just wanted
some time to herself.
"Time to herself"?
Yeah, have you got
pudding snacks?
What does that mean,
"time to herself"?
She just wants time
to-- I don't know, be alone, relax.
Be alone? Without you?!
Without everybody.
I don't like this.
What the hell is wrong
with those kids?
They're always sticky.
Debra wants time
away from Raymond.
It's an afternoon,
Ma, it's no big deal.
Oh, but it is.
Raymond, dear, a marriage is about
being together, about closeness.
- She's right.
- What?!
It is about closeness...
about how much closeness
you can take...
about how close you can get
to killing her before you kill yourself.
Well, I did it.
Around the block
in 37 minutes.
He beat
your record, Marie.
What am l
rushing back to?
Raymond, you need to go home
and put a stop to Debra's behavior.
- Ah-hh.
- It's not right.
Look, it's an afternoon,
it's nothing, all right?
She just wants time
to be alone.
Yeah, when I was married
to Joanne, she wanted time alone.
She used it to pack up
and move out.
Raymond, whatever happens,
you and I are keeping the children.
Oh oh, all right,
will you stop?
Check your credit card statement.
Look for the word "U-Haul."
She's probably over there
just doing... girl stuff.
What kind
of girl stuff?
I don't know,
I don't know... bubble bath,
trying on outfits, walking around
with a book on her head.
Whatever helps you
sleep at night, peaches.
Hey, look, I don't care what you think,
all right? You don't have the facts.
Debra has a mustache.
Do you mean
a lover?
No no no, Mom!
Could you please
never say the word "lover"?
I mean she's got a...
a lipular forestation.
You know...
fuzz thing, that's all.
She just needs time
for that kind of... maintenance.
Hey, I don't want
to alarm you, son,
but even is she had
a big wooly lumberjack beard,
she wouldn't need
a whole afternoon.
Raymond, there's
something going on.
I don't care what she's doing
over there, all right?
I gave her some time alone and whatever
she's doing, it's all right with me.
All right? I totally understand
so let's just drop it.
It's eating you up alive,
isn't it, kid?
No. No, it isn't.
- Where're you going?
- I'm going outside, all right?
Huh? Or do you think
you're the king of where I go?
'Cause you're not, okay?
Nobody is.
Very good, Robby.
Team effort.
- Hey, Robert.
- Yeah?
What're you doing?
Physical therapy.
What do you want?
She-- she was crying.
- What?! Debra was crying?
- Yeah.
- What did you do?
- I didn't--
I didn't-- nothing.
I just-- I looked in the window
and she was sitting
on the couch, crying.
I didn't tell you
to go spy on her.
Yeah, all right, I already got
that lecture from the mailman.
W-w-- was she watching
a sad movie or something?
No, the TV wasn't even on.
What's she crying about?
What're you asking me for?
Go talk to your wife.
I can't talk to her now. She'll know
that I was looking in the window.
Looking in the window.
All right, so don't ask her. Just go
back over there and see what's wrong.
You know, be a husband.
Yeah yeah...
yeah, okay.
She could have done
so much better.
- Honey, hello?
- Yeah, hi, Ray, I'm right here.
Hi hi hi. Hey, I'm not here.
You're still alone.
Aha.
That's okay. What's up?
Nothing, I just came by 'cause my mom
wants her big spoon back.
Yeah, you know how she is
about that damn big spoon.
So I'll just... when I get that, I'll be
on my way then with the spoon.
Okay.
- There it is.
- Okay.
- Here you go. See you later.
- Okay.
- How're you doin'? You okay?
- Yeah, fine.
Okay, good good.
We're good over there too.
So you're good. You all right?
You didn't stub your toe or anything?
- Stub my toe?
- Yeah, you know, that's--
it's like--
it's like an expression.
I made that up.
It's like when you're in a play,
you say-- you say "Break a leg."
This is like--
it's like a small--
if you were like in a small place.
It doesn't make sense,
but that's...
that's what it's called. All right,
let me get the big spoon back.
- Okay, see you later.
- Okay.
I don't get it.
She still crying?
No no, she's fine.
That... was spooky.
What're you doing now?
- Clenches.
- Oh.
Will you stop
working your ass for a minute?
98... 99...
100. Yeah.
Let that bull try me now.
I could open a jar of pickles
with this thing.
What's going on?
Why-- why is Debra crying?
Obviously she's upset and she doesn't
want you to know. What did you do?
I don't know, l...
I joked around a little about
the old cookie duster, that's all.
Yeah, well maybe
you hurt her feelings.
No, she was
a little annoyed--
it was two days ago
and she made a hundred jokes
about my big nose, okay?
It's over.
All right, other than the crying,
has she been acting differently?
No! No. She's been
acting normal.
- Oh no.
- What?
"Acting normal," what if--
what if the whole thing's an act?
What if the crying is real
and all the rest is an act?
You know, the whole
"Oh, you're a wonderful husband, Ray.
Oh oh, we have
such a happy life, Ray.
I love you, Ray.
Bye, Ray.
I hate Ray."
I could see that.
Come on.
No! I mean, it...
it makes sense, she's always
complaining about me.
I fall asleep with the TV on.
I don't help out around the house.
She bought me that expensive
mouthwash, I never use it, right?
She can't take it
anymore.
No, that's not it.
But I don't want to lie to you,
a couple of minutes with a mouthwash
would be time well spent.
She thinks I'm a lousy
bad-breath husband.
Look, it's not like Debra didn't know
what she was getting.
Yeah, all right, but after 10 years,
now she's sick of it, but...
but she could tell me. She could talk
to me. She tells me everything else.
Why's she sitting there
crying?
I feel for you, cubby.
- Hi, honey.
- Hi.
- Let me get that for you.
- It's okay, I got it.
- No, I wanna put that away for you.
- What's wrong with you?
I wanna help out around here.
Let me put the laundry away!
Where does it go?
Would you just let me
do it, please, okay?
What's the matter with you?
Oh, nothing, just trying
to pitch in, that's all.
How are you?
- What?
- How are you?
- That's nice, huh?
- It smells minty.
Trying to prove to me
you haven't been drinking?
Sorry I've been kind of jerky
the last couple years.
- Who said you were jerky?
- You don't have to say it.
- I know.
- What do you mean you know?
Look, you don't have to hide
your feelings. I know why you cry.
What are you
talking about?
Were you watching me today?
Look, it's okay.
Oh my God, Ray,
I tell you I need privacy
so you spy on me?
It's not spying
if you love the person.
That's what
Peeping Toms say.
Look, that's not the point.
You-- you regret your life with me.
- I do not.
- Oh, don't insult me, okay?
Come on, we both know that I'm lazy,
I don't help out with the kids
and until recently my breath
has been questionable.
You know, now I almost hope
you've been drinking.
Come on, I'm trying
to make an effort here.
Yeah? Why don't you try
not spying on me?
If you thought I was a better husband,
I wouldn't have to spy on you.
- You are an egomaniac.
- What?!
You think everything's about you.
My crying had nothing to do with you.
You wanna know why I was crying?
'Cause I was in the mood.
- In the mood?
- Yeah, that's right.
I just felt like it.
It's cathartic.
All right, we have to get
a dictionary for in here.
You know that commercial where the
little kid's making soup for his sister
and how every time it comes on,
I get all choked up?
- Yeah.
- Okay, I like that.
Sometimes I just like to cry.
It's like a release.
So you saw the soup commercial
this afternoon?
No, I was just in the mood
and I made myself cry.
How do you do that?
I just take my mascara off
and sometimes
I put on a sad song
and I make a crying face
and it just comes out.
What song?
The theme
from "lce Castles."
Really?
Yes. I was having a good cry,
that's all it is.
Haven't you ever heard of-- you know,
somebody singing the blues?
So... all of a sudden
you're this old blues-singing guy
with a mustache?
See, that's why I wanted
alone time today,
because obviously this isn't something
I can explain to you.
Okay, so you cry
because I'm stupid.
I eat ice cream
because you're stupid.
Look, l... I just
don't like you crying.
Ray, listen. Here, come here.
Just sit down, okay?
I just... I don't know
how I can explain this to you.
I want you to understand, but I just
like doing it. It makes me feel good.
Okay.
What, haven't you ever
just felt like crying?
Yeah, when something
happens, you know,
when I slam my finger
in a car door.
I mean I'm a human being,
but I don't like to cry.
I don't schedule
time to cry.
Maybe you should.
Maybe that would be good for you.
I'll get my calendar and put teardrops
on Wednesday.
Okay, Ray, okay.
You know what?
I want to just give you something
to think about, okay? Just look at me.
- What?
- Look at me. Look at me!
I just want you to feel
some honest emotions
and then let's see
how you do with that, all right?
Okay...
the night Ally was born,
remember that?
It was this really long labor
and you were so worried about it
and then,
and then she came
and oh my God,
she was just... so beautiful.
And the doctor
handed her to you
and he said, "Here is
your daughter."
- You are a monster.
- I'm not a monster. I'm just--
Okay, then I cried,
but you're trying to--
you're trying to manufacture
this thing and it--
and you're
making that face--
It's just... it's funny.
- That's fine. Fine, Ray. All right.
- It's funny.
I feel good though, I do.
Maybe you should schedule
time for laughing.
Okay.
How about the time
you were in the fifth grade
and you came home, you found out
your parents gave your dog away?
That's not funny.
- How did that make you feel?
- Shut up.
Uh-huh.
How'd you feel
about that, Ray, huh?
What was your dog's name?
Shamsky Number One,
wasn't it?
They gave your dog away.
- You--
- Aha! Come on!
Okay!
If you-- if you hit me,
I'll cry if you hit me. Come on.
What? So I didn't cry.
What's the big deal?
You know,
just forget it, Ray.
I mean I'm trying to get you
to understand something,
but I guess it doesn't matter.
All right, how about this?
I got a great idea for tomorrow.
Since you like
to be alone and cry,
and-and-and my mom
likes to be with the kids
and... I happen
to like golf...
I have a better idea.
Remember how you wanted to help me
with the laundry earlier?
Uh-oh.
- There's two more loads downstairs.
- No, honey, listen--
Then you need to go to your folks', get
the kids and take them shoe shopping.
Oh my God, what happened?
No, come on, we were
just talking here.
No, I like that. I like that you want
to be a better husband.
Yeah, but I wanna do it
gradually, come on.
How about I'll let you cry
and I won't even look in the window?
And keep using that mouthwash.
Oh come on, no. This-this--
this hasn't worked out well.
Oh, I think it's worked out very well.
Heh-heh-heh-heh.
# Please, don't let
this feeling end #
# It's everything I am #
# Everything I want to be #
# I can see
what's mine now #
# Finding out
what's true #
# Since I found you #
# Looking through
the eyes of love #
# Now I can take
the time #
# I can see my life-- #
# Hey sister, go sister,
soul sister, go sister #
# Hey sister,
go sister #
# Soul sister,
go sister #
# He met Marmalade
down in old New Orleans #
# Struttin' her stuff
on the street #
# She said "Hello, hey, y'all,
you wanna give it a go?" #
# Gitchy, gitchy,
yaya, dada #
# Gitchy, gitchy,
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Mrs. Brown, Mrs. Brown #
#Don'tgotathing#
#Goingon.#
Whoa!
Ah!
Ray!
I'm in here!
- I forgot deodorant.
- Get out!
- What is that?
- Out!
- You have a mustache.
- Out!
Sorry...
sir!
Ray, why did you
walk in on me?
- You have a mustache.
- What's the matter with you?
- You don't even knock?
- You have a mustache.
What are you--
you just barge in on me?
I forgot deodorant.
You have a mustache.
It's not a mustache.
It's a little peach fuzz.
Well, h-how-how long--
how long have you--
What? How long
have I what, Ray?
--been sporting that?
For as long as you've known me
and for as long as you've known me,
I've bleached it
and it's not a mustache.
- Let me look at it.
- Don't you-- stop! Don't examine me.
You should be
apologizing to me.
I'm sorry,
nature can be cruel.
You just don't
walk in on somebody.
You weren't even supposed
to be here anymore.
You walk in on me
all the time.
'Cause you don't
close the door.
That's 'cause I have
nothing to hide.
Trust me, you do.
You know the bathroom
was the last place I had any privacy
and now that's gone.
I could build you
a tree house.
I never get
to be alone, never.
You're with me,
or the kids are with me
and when the kids are gone,
I'm still not alone,
'cause your parents
walk in here all the time.
I mean, you get
to leave, you know?
You go to work and you're
alone in your car, in the office,
I just need some time
to mys--
what are you
smiling about?
I'm just picturing you tying a young
girl to the railroad tracks.
- Yeah-heh-heh--
- I don't have a mustache!
All right, all right,
all right, come on.
You want some time alone?
That will stop the yelling?
- Yes, Ray.
- All right, all right. Let's do it.
What do we do?
You could go, take the kids
and do something.
The kids?
That's more yelling.
Yes, Ray, that's how
I get to be alone.
You could take them to the park
for an afternoon once in a while.
Awholeafternoon?
All right, Ray, take them
over to your mother's
and she can babysit
all of you.
All right, we'll do it.
We'll do it tomorrow, okay?
But you've got to
promise to...
keep up the maintenance
on the old soup strainer.
Come on, that's it.
That's all I've got,
except Groucho,
something about Groucho.
Come on, look at
the bright side--
the mustache will distract me
from the cellulite.
- Hey, Ma.
- Hi, dear.
- Hello, darlings.
- Hi.
Can the kids watch
a video over here?
Oh, certainly. Why?
Your VCR's not working?
No no, it's working. I just thought we
could come over and, you know, hang.
Oh, how wonderful!
Go on, darlings.
- Go watch the video.
- Come on, go watch your videos.
Frank, the kids are here.
Buckle your pants.
Where's Debra?
- Nowhere. She's home.
- Oh?
Yeah, she just wanted
some time to herself.
"Time to herself"?
Yeah, have you got
pudding snacks?
What does that mean,
"time to herself"?
She just wants time
to-- I don't know, be alone, relax.
Be alone? Without you?!
Without everybody.
I don't like this.
What the hell is wrong
with those kids?
They're always sticky.
Debra wants time
away from Raymond.
It's an afternoon,
Ma, it's no big deal.
Oh, but it is.
Raymond, dear, a marriage is about
being together, about closeness.
- She's right.
- What?!
It is about closeness...
about how much closeness
you can take...
about how close you can get
to killing her before you kill yourself.
Well, I did it.
Around the block
in 37 minutes.
He beat
your record, Marie.
What am l
rushing back to?
Raymond, you need to go home
and put a stop to Debra's behavior.
- Ah-hh.
- It's not right.
Look, it's an afternoon,
it's nothing, all right?
She just wants time
to be alone.
Yeah, when I was married
to Joanne, she wanted time alone.
She used it to pack up
and move out.
Raymond, whatever happens,
you and I are keeping the children.
Oh oh, all right,
will you stop?
Check your credit card statement.
Look for the word "U-Haul."
She's probably over there
just doing... girl stuff.
What kind
of girl stuff?
I don't know,
I don't know... bubble bath,
trying on outfits, walking around
with a book on her head.
Whatever helps you
sleep at night, peaches.
Hey, look, I don't care what you think,
all right? You don't have the facts.
Debra has a mustache.
Do you mean
a lover?
No no no, Mom!
Could you please
never say the word "lover"?
I mean she's got a...
a lipular forestation.
You know...
fuzz thing, that's all.
She just needs time
for that kind of... maintenance.
Hey, I don't want
to alarm you, son,
but even is she had
a big wooly lumberjack beard,
she wouldn't need
a whole afternoon.
Raymond, there's
something going on.
I don't care what she's doing
over there, all right?
I gave her some time alone and whatever
she's doing, it's all right with me.
All right? I totally understand
so let's just drop it.
It's eating you up alive,
isn't it, kid?
No. No, it isn't.
- Where're you going?
- I'm going outside, all right?
Huh? Or do you think
you're the king of where I go?
'Cause you're not, okay?
Nobody is.
Very good, Robby.
Team effort.
- Hey, Robert.
- Yeah?
What're you doing?
Physical therapy.
What do you want?
She-- she was crying.
- What?! Debra was crying?
- Yeah.
- What did you do?
- I didn't--
I didn't-- nothing.
I just-- I looked in the window
and she was sitting
on the couch, crying.
I didn't tell you
to go spy on her.
Yeah, all right, I already got
that lecture from the mailman.
W-w-- was she watching
a sad movie or something?
No, the TV wasn't even on.
What's she crying about?
What're you asking me for?
Go talk to your wife.
I can't talk to her now. She'll know
that I was looking in the window.
Looking in the window.
All right, so don't ask her. Just go
back over there and see what's wrong.
You know, be a husband.
Yeah yeah...
yeah, okay.
She could have done
so much better.
- Honey, hello?
- Yeah, hi, Ray, I'm right here.
Hi hi hi. Hey, I'm not here.
You're still alone.
Aha.
That's okay. What's up?
Nothing, I just came by 'cause my mom
wants her big spoon back.
Yeah, you know how she is
about that damn big spoon.
So I'll just... when I get that, I'll be
on my way then with the spoon.
Okay.
- There it is.
- Okay.
- Here you go. See you later.
- Okay.
- How're you doin'? You okay?
- Yeah, fine.
Okay, good good.
We're good over there too.
So you're good. You all right?
You didn't stub your toe or anything?
- Stub my toe?
- Yeah, you know, that's--
it's like--
it's like an expression.
I made that up.
It's like when you're in a play,
you say-- you say "Break a leg."
This is like--
it's like a small--
if you were like in a small place.
It doesn't make sense,
but that's...
that's what it's called. All right,
let me get the big spoon back.
- Okay, see you later.
- Okay.
I don't get it.
She still crying?
No no, she's fine.
That... was spooky.
What're you doing now?
- Clenches.
- Oh.
Will you stop
working your ass for a minute?
98... 99...
100. Yeah.
Let that bull try me now.
I could open a jar of pickles
with this thing.
What's going on?
Why-- why is Debra crying?
Obviously she's upset and she doesn't
want you to know. What did you do?
I don't know, l...
I joked around a little about
the old cookie duster, that's all.
Yeah, well maybe
you hurt her feelings.
No, she was
a little annoyed--
it was two days ago
and she made a hundred jokes
about my big nose, okay?
It's over.
All right, other than the crying,
has she been acting differently?
No! No. She's been
acting normal.
- Oh no.
- What?
"Acting normal," what if--
what if the whole thing's an act?
What if the crying is real
and all the rest is an act?
You know, the whole
"Oh, you're a wonderful husband, Ray.
Oh oh, we have
such a happy life, Ray.
I love you, Ray.
Bye, Ray.
I hate Ray."
I could see that.
Come on.
No! I mean, it...
it makes sense, she's always
complaining about me.
I fall asleep with the TV on.
I don't help out around the house.
She bought me that expensive
mouthwash, I never use it, right?
She can't take it
anymore.
No, that's not it.
But I don't want to lie to you,
a couple of minutes with a mouthwash
would be time well spent.
She thinks I'm a lousy
bad-breath husband.
Look, it's not like Debra didn't know
what she was getting.
Yeah, all right, but after 10 years,
now she's sick of it, but...
but she could tell me. She could talk
to me. She tells me everything else.
Why's she sitting there
crying?
I feel for you, cubby.
- Hi, honey.
- Hi.
- Let me get that for you.
- It's okay, I got it.
- No, I wanna put that away for you.
- What's wrong with you?
I wanna help out around here.
Let me put the laundry away!
Where does it go?
Would you just let me
do it, please, okay?
What's the matter with you?
Oh, nothing, just trying
to pitch in, that's all.
How are you?
- What?
- How are you?
- That's nice, huh?
- It smells minty.
Trying to prove to me
you haven't been drinking?
Sorry I've been kind of jerky
the last couple years.
- Who said you were jerky?
- You don't have to say it.
- I know.
- What do you mean you know?
Look, you don't have to hide
your feelings. I know why you cry.
What are you
talking about?
Were you watching me today?
Look, it's okay.
Oh my God, Ray,
I tell you I need privacy
so you spy on me?
It's not spying
if you love the person.
That's what
Peeping Toms say.
Look, that's not the point.
You-- you regret your life with me.
- I do not.
- Oh, don't insult me, okay?
Come on, we both know that I'm lazy,
I don't help out with the kids
and until recently my breath
has been questionable.
You know, now I almost hope
you've been drinking.
Come on, I'm trying
to make an effort here.
Yeah? Why don't you try
not spying on me?
If you thought I was a better husband,
I wouldn't have to spy on you.
- You are an egomaniac.
- What?!
You think everything's about you.
My crying had nothing to do with you.
You wanna know why I was crying?
'Cause I was in the mood.
- In the mood?
- Yeah, that's right.
I just felt like it.
It's cathartic.
All right, we have to get
a dictionary for in here.
You know that commercial where the
little kid's making soup for his sister
and how every time it comes on,
I get all choked up?
- Yeah.
- Okay, I like that.
Sometimes I just like to cry.
It's like a release.
So you saw the soup commercial
this afternoon?
No, I was just in the mood
and I made myself cry.
How do you do that?
I just take my mascara off
and sometimes
I put on a sad song
and I make a crying face
and it just comes out.
What song?
The theme
from "lce Castles."
Really?
Yes. I was having a good cry,
that's all it is.
Haven't you ever heard of-- you know,
somebody singing the blues?
So... all of a sudden
you're this old blues-singing guy
with a mustache?
See, that's why I wanted
alone time today,
because obviously this isn't something
I can explain to you.
Okay, so you cry
because I'm stupid.
I eat ice cream
because you're stupid.
Look, l... I just
don't like you crying.
Ray, listen. Here, come here.
Just sit down, okay?
I just... I don't know
how I can explain this to you.
I want you to understand, but I just
like doing it. It makes me feel good.
Okay.
What, haven't you ever
just felt like crying?
Yeah, when something
happens, you know,
when I slam my finger
in a car door.
I mean I'm a human being,
but I don't like to cry.
I don't schedule
time to cry.
Maybe you should.
Maybe that would be good for you.
I'll get my calendar and put teardrops
on Wednesday.
Okay, Ray, okay.
You know what?
I want to just give you something
to think about, okay? Just look at me.
- What?
- Look at me. Look at me!
I just want you to feel
some honest emotions
and then let's see
how you do with that, all right?
Okay...
the night Ally was born,
remember that?
It was this really long labor
and you were so worried about it
and then,
and then she came
and oh my God,
she was just... so beautiful.
And the doctor
handed her to you
and he said, "Here is
your daughter."
- You are a monster.
- I'm not a monster. I'm just--
Okay, then I cried,
but you're trying to--
you're trying to manufacture
this thing and it--
and you're
making that face--
It's just... it's funny.
- That's fine. Fine, Ray. All right.
- It's funny.
I feel good though, I do.
Maybe you should schedule
time for laughing.
Okay.
How about the time
you were in the fifth grade
and you came home, you found out
your parents gave your dog away?
That's not funny.
- How did that make you feel?
- Shut up.
Uh-huh.
How'd you feel
about that, Ray, huh?
What was your dog's name?
Shamsky Number One,
wasn't it?
They gave your dog away.
- You--
- Aha! Come on!
Okay!
If you-- if you hit me,
I'll cry if you hit me. Come on.
What? So I didn't cry.
What's the big deal?
You know,
just forget it, Ray.
I mean I'm trying to get you
to understand something,
but I guess it doesn't matter.
All right, how about this?
I got a great idea for tomorrow.
Since you like
to be alone and cry,
and-and-and my mom
likes to be with the kids
and... I happen
to like golf...
I have a better idea.
Remember how you wanted to help me
with the laundry earlier?
Uh-oh.
- There's two more loads downstairs.
- No, honey, listen--
Then you need to go to your folks', get
the kids and take them shoe shopping.
Oh my God, what happened?
No, come on, we were
just talking here.
No, I like that. I like that you want
to be a better husband.
Yeah, but I wanna do it
gradually, come on.
How about I'll let you cry
and I won't even look in the window?
And keep using that mouthwash.
Oh come on, no. This-this--
this hasn't worked out well.
Oh, I think it's worked out very well.
Heh-heh-heh-heh.
# Please, don't let
this feeling end #
# It's everything I am #
# Everything I want to be #
# I can see
what's mine now #
# Finding out
what's true #
# Since I found you #
# Looking through
the eyes of love #
# Now I can take
the time #
# I can see my life-- #
# Hey sister, go sister,
soul sister, go sister #
# Hey sister,
go sister #
# Soul sister,
go sister #
# He met Marmalade
down in old New Orleans #
# Struttin' her stuff
on the street #
# She said "Hello, hey, y'all,
you wanna give it a go?" #
# Gitchy, gitchy,
yaya, dada #
# Gitchy, gitchy,
yaya, here. #