Tim: Mom...
Lucille: Yeah?
Tim: You know what? I want you to talk to me about stuff. I don't wanna miss knowing you the way I missed knowing Dad.
Lucille: I don't want that, either, Tim.
Tim: Boy, it kills me that I didn't get to know him.
Lucille: You know, you two would've gotten such a kick out of each other. I mean, when I watch you working on that hot rod, I keep thinking, "There's something Dad would've loved doing with him."
Tim: You really think we would've gotten along?
Lucille: Oh, like a nut and a bolt. And I think we know who the nut is. Oh, Tim. I love you, Tim.
Tim: I love you.