Jill: You just don't know the kind of things that they do to him. Like, a couple of days ago. I made him a chunky peanut-butter sandwich. And they told him that the chunks were ground-up rat bones.
Tim: So? Older brothers torment younger brothers. It's the way of the world. I did it to my younger brothers. This kid's gotta learn how to deal with this by himself.
Jill: I don't believe that older brothers have a special privilege to be obnoxious little pigs.
Tim: [inquisitive grunt]
Jill: No, I think that you and I should get together as a parental unit and have a nice long talk with Brad and Randy about their behavior.
Tim: These are kids without central nervous systems, all right? We have to learn to out-torment them.
Jill: Oh, I see. Stoop to their level?
Tim: Exactly. You want to teach Brad and Randy a lesson? Tonight, when I'm cookin' that chilli. I'll cut up this cauliflower. And we'll tell them we've got rabbit brains in there.
Jill: No, we're gonna talk to them. We'll tell them how much they're hurting Mark's feelings and how much that behavior disappoints us.
Tim: And if that fails... old Peter Cottontail hops right into that chilli.