Tim: There's other dance studios we can go to, you know.
Jill: You know, you always do this. You always ridicule everything that is important to me.
Tim: No, I don't. I was just trying to make your gift as special as the steer... steer... The steer. A steer. What a gift that would be. A steer. You could have a steer out there, get beef and milk out of the same animal.
Jill: You snooped.
Tim: I did not.
Jill: You snooped around and found the steering wheel.
Tim: It's not like you hid it very well. You put it in the broom closet.
Jill: When was the last time you used the broom? Thank you for ruining both gifts.
Tim: I love the steering wheel.
Jill: Exactly, which is why I would have liked to have seen you open it.