Tim Allen: For a show like this to be successful, everyone has to have a... A role, like on deck. I was the man that kept the boat on course, straight and narrow, always heading towards the sun.

Patricia Richardson: Tim's acting style is somewhere between De Niro and Larry Storch, with a Yanni-like quality.

Tim Allen: I'm like a second father to the boys, you know? I used to bounce them on my knee, you know, wipe their noses...
Taran Smith: He really taught us all the important things in life. Grunting, burping...
Tim Allen: Proper spit technique. How to hock a loogie.
Zachary Ty Bryan: We'd play games. He would read us stories. He would sew us little outfits.
Patricia Richardson: Ha!
Zachary Ty Bryan: I'm gonna miss that.

Tim Allen: For the boys' benefit, because they're young actors, I would blow a line. It makes them more comfortable.

Zachary Ty Bryan: Growing up as a kid, all you want is a little discipline. Tim never really gave us that.

Patricia Richardson: Tim, he has some other methods of release.
Taran Smith: You know, he really is a fabulous dancer.
Tim Allen: I don't know who the hell ever said that, 'cause it's not true.
Patricia Richardson: He's just in denial about it.

Tim Allen: Wilson and I were very close. It was like father-son, brothers... But there was something that always came between us, and I couldn't put... I can't put my finger on it. Something always was there.
Earl Hindman: It was a fence, Tim.
Tim Allen: Yes!
Earl Hindman: Two men separated only by wood. It was comfortable. It was easy. It flowed.

Tim Allen: I never liked the fence. I mean, I think it was a shame to hide his face. He had a very delicate philtrum. And in the right light, it was very attractive.

Earl Hindman: Well, I like to think that Wilson was a faceless representation of pure intellect and raw reason. Or maybe it was just a gimmick.

[outtake:]
Tim: We're supposed to be in the yard, right?
Wilson: Right.
Tim: You can hear people.
Wilson: I don't hear anything.
Tim: [blows raspberry] [audience laughs]
Wilson: What in the hell is that? What could it be? It sounds like a lot of people, too.
Tim: A lot of people, somewhere.
Wilson: Right.
Tim: Now, there's a fence here.
Wilson: And there's a little alley. And it used to be very quiet little townhouses over there. Over there.
Tim: There's the park. The McGerns are here.
Wilson: There's crowds and crowds of people .
Tim: Now wait a minute. [blows raspberry] Where do you suppose they are?
Wilson: I don't know. What I'd like to know is... I wonder who they are.