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Acertando as Contas com Papai

[Ray's decorating a cake]
Carl: You know, Ray. Your like an artist
[starts eating some of the cake Ray's working on]
Carl: , just like that Diangelo guy.
[grabs another piece off]
Ray Gleason: You mean, Michaelangelo?
Carl: Yeah, that's him. But instead of paint/plaster, you decorate cakes.
Ray Gleason: [suddenly sees Carl eating the cake] Did you just take that off the cake?
Carl: [looks guilty]
Ray Gleason: Don't do that! You know how long I've worked on this cake?
[Ray looks away to check on Bobby. While doing so, Carl grabs another icing chunk off the cake, but Ray catches him]
Ray Gleason: Did you just poke the cake again?
Carl: [looks guilty]
Ray Gleason: Go stand over there next to Bobby!

Ray Gleason: So, you dating yet?
Timmy: I'm eleven.
Ray Gleason: Yeah, I guess you should give it some time. I myself didn't start dating until I was eleven and a half.

[about Timmy]
Bobby: Man, that kid gets me so mad!
Carl: Yeah, but I think he has a good influence on me. Since he's moved in, the food's gotten much better.

Timmy: [finds a bra on the car seat and holds it up] Is this one of yours? Ooh la la!
Ray Gleason: [sarcastically] That's very funny.

Bobby: 'Palm of your hand,' Ray? 'Palm of your hand'?
Ray Gleason: Hey, don't worry about it, Bobby. Take him a few more places, he'll loosen up. He'll tell us.
Bobby: Yeah, well, he better. Or the next time you see his face, it's gonna be on a milk carton.

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