Col. Patterson: So, I'm standing there in Korea right on the 38th parallel, when who taps me on the shoulder? General Douglas MacArthur.
Mark: Who?
Col. Patterson: Your father never told you about General MacArthur?
Mark: No, but he told me about General Motors.
Col. Patterson: Well, this guy was even bigger. [grabs an apple] So we're standing there, and what do you think he hands me?
Mark: An apple?
Col. Patterson: A grenade. You know how to throw one of these things, son? [Mark shakes his head] You grip it in your right hand, you pull the pin with your teeth and you let it fly.
Jill: No throwing grenades in the house, Mark.
Mark: How'd you know what it was?
Jill: You kidding? I grew up with fruit ammunition.