Jill: What did I tell you? Mother's instinct. First night out driving, has an accident, tells a big fat lie.
Tim: Well, at least we got them both all out in one night.
Jill: He's got years of driving ahead of him. And we still got two kids to go.
Tim: Does this mean when the other boys are out driving, you're gonna be a nervous wreck?
Jill: No. Just when I have an instinct.
Tim: Well, when will that be?
Jill: I don't know. That's why they call it an instinct.