[dream sequence:]
Jill: I can't believe I've been in college for 35 years. But all I have to do is finish the very last sentence of my dissertation and I'll finally get my doctorate.
Tim: Doctor? Are you takin' me to the doctor?
Jill: I'm not takin' you to the doctor. I'm trying to get my doctorate.
Tim: Who's gonna take me to the doctor?
Jill: Nobody. You're not sick. Except in the head. Now let me work. The president of the university is gonna be here any second.
Tim: Is he a doctor? I hope so.
Jill: Oh, no. He's coming here to pick up my dissertation!
Tim: Why don't you just take it to him?
Jill: Because I have to be here to make you lunch and help you to the bathroom.
Tim: Well, just feed me lunch in the bathroom.
Jill: Better yet, I'll lock you in the bathroom.
Tim: Grouchy old bitty.
Jill: What did you say?
Tim: Who remembers?
Jill: Eh.