Tim: Do you think we got through to him?
Jill: I don't know. I hope so. We can reason with him, tell him horror stories all we want. But when he goes out that door, it's gonna be all up to him.
Tim: He's a good kid, though.
Jill: Yeah. I think so. God! Do you remember when the worst problem we had with Brad was toilet-training?
Tim: Well, it makes sense. Couldn't get him on the pot, now we're trying to get him off the pot.
Jill: Oh, what a miserable day!
Tim: You're telling me! First thing you know, you're crashing through a gazebo. Next thing you know, your oldest son is on drugs. Boy, I need a beer!