Jill: Well, this is what we're leaving the world.
Tim: Face it, honey. You raised two very obnoxious little boys.
Jill: What is going on with them? They've really been going at it these last couple of weeks.
Tim: You're right. Black eye, bloody nose, stitches, loose tooth.
Jill: Well, we gotta do something before they kill each other.
Tim: Tonight, after they're asleep, you and me, Puerto Rico.
Jill: Tim, this is serious. We've got to find out what's wrong with them.
Tim: All right.
Jill: Then we go to Puerto Rico.