Tim: Face it, that was when we fell in love.
Jill: No, it was not. Spring weekend was when we fell in love. See here. Look. "Spring weekend was wonderful. Friday I went to a movie with Tim, and Saturday we went to the spring dance. Tim spilled his boilermaker down the front of my dress."
Tim: It wasn't my fault.
Jill: "And he can't dance, but he's a great kisser. I know that Tim Taylor is definitely the guy I'm going to marry."
Tim: See?
Jill: [turns page] "Him or Mitch Newton."