Jill: And you! You! You! You're going out of your way to be chummy with him!
Tim: I'm being hospitable because you, you, you asked me to!
Jill: You asked him to come to Tool Time. You never once asked my father to come to Tool Time.
Tim: Your father hated Tool Time. I asked him to go. He would never go. He said, "I'd rather watch a test pattern."

Jill: [removes ornaments from the Christmas tree] Oh, look at that. There's an air filter and a gas cap.

Lillian: Oh, Jill.
Jill: I found it in your house and I had it restored.
Lillian: Oh, it's beautiful.
Jill: You were a beautiful bride. Look at that lovely alabaster skin.
Lillian: No, I was pale 'cause I was stuffed into that dress so tight the blood couldn't get to my head.
Jill: And of course, Dad's uniform is perfect. Check out the sword.
Lillian: Well, that wasn't just for show, you know.
Jill: What? You're gonna tell me he cut the cake with it?
Lillian: No, he used it to cut me out of that dress.