Tim: Stick with me. I'm trying to talk.
Jill: I'm with you. What are we talking about?
Tim: That line.
Jill: [sings] One...
Tim: No, no, honey. Put your leg down. Put your leg down.
Jill: She came on to you, didn't she?
Tim: Yes. But nothing happened. Nothing happened. [Jill sighs] I told her there was nothing she could do to hold a candle to what I have at home.
[As Tim goes into kiss Jill, she coughs in his face]