Jill: I'm gonna be sick to my stomach. My child is going 2,000 miles away. I'm not gonna see him for a whole year?
Tim: Why is it that we agreed to this thing to begin with?
Jill: Because six months ago there were hundreds of applicants. I mean, now they've picked him. I can't believe it!
Tim: Look, if you don't want him to go, let's just tell him he can't go.
Jill: We can't do that. He'd hate us.
Tim: He's a teenager. He's supposed to hate us.