Jill: It's gotta be tough. You know, I used to fall apart every time I left a house I barely lived in, but this house has been a part of your life for so long.
Tim: Yes, it has. Dad put his heart and soul in this place. Everything I loved about him is here.
Jill: Tim... this house is really beautiful, but everything you loved about him is something you carry with you, don't you think? I mean, all your memories about him and what he taught you about cars and how to work with tools. How to be a great dad. I mean, who showed you how to shoot those peas right out of your nose?
Tim: Mom. Dad taught us how to use six parts of our body as a musical instrument.
Jill: Seven.
Tim: [laughs] Oh, boy. Ah, you're probably right. No matter what these people do, they can't take the memory of him from me.
Jill: Yeah. Your dad must have been a great guy. I wish I had met him.
Tim: He was a great guy. He would have loved you, loved everything about you.
Jill: Yeah.
Tim: Except maybe that turkey tetrazzini.