Jill: This last month has been so horrible. But now, next week, all I have to do is relax.
Tim: That's it. You just sit back and relax, honey. [telephone rings] Would you get that for me? Well, heck! Why don't I get it? [answers phone] Hello? [deep voice] Yes, colonel, it's me. Yeah. I'm right here. You don't have to yell at me. [to Jill] It's your dad. [on the phone] Uh-huh. This weekend? Uh-huh. [to Jill] They have frequent flier mileage that's gonna expire. They want to come this weekend. [Jill gestures to Tim] You... l... What...? Why don't I let Jill tell you the good news? You talk... He's your dad!
Jill: [takes the phone] Hi, Daddy. There's nothing that I would like more than to have you come visit, but I'm sick. Yeah. [coughing] Yeah. A head cold. You know, cough. Flu. I think I have an ear infection. [sniffs] Oh, yeah.
I'm so sorry. [sniffs] Oh, well, thank you. I'm sure I'll feel better soon. OK. Bye. [exhales heavily]