Jill: Come on, honey, we both know why you don't want this greenhouse to happen.
Tim: It's ugly.
Jill: Tim...
Tim: It's a Victorian monstrosity.
Jill: Tim...
Tim: It's too big.
Jill: Honey!
Tim: It fills up the whole yard. I won't be able to go out and talk to Wilson.
Jill: Exactly.
Tim: I really like to be able to go out to the fence and talk to my friend Wilson. [Tim's lights are reflected from Wilson's yard back onto his face] You know, he's really good with aluminum. You gotta give him that, you know?