Tim: I think I know why you want a daughter. You want to be immortal, like me.
Jill: You're immortal?
Tim: Long after I'm gone, the boys will still be burping.
Jill: What?
Tim: But you don't have a little Jill Jr. to pass on girl stuff to.
Jill: Oh, girl stuff, huh? Like cooking and cleaning and doing laundry?
Tim: Don't forget darning socks.
Jill: That's a skill I'd hate to see die out.
Tim: I'm kidding. What I'm saying is if I can be immortal, you should be able to be immortal, too. So, let's... let's... let's talk about having a daughter.
Jill: Are you serious?
Tim: Yeah. And then I could build her a little Barbie Dream House. And I'd remodel the whole downstairs, you know, put in a rec room, a little weight room for Ken, a little back door for GI Joe.