Nikki: Ray… There’s a man in my bathroom.
Ray: Let’s not jump to any conclusions.
Nikki: Are you saying he’s not a man or that he’s not in my bathroom?

Nikki: You’re the hand, and I’m the glove.
Ray: You’re the bottle, and I’m the beer.
Nikki: ...Or the beer and the glass, in my case.

Valet: No tip?
Ray: Ya. Get a real job.

Y’know, congratulations and all that.

Ray [to Emmit]