Jill: Would you please be serious and just talk some sense into him?
Tim: You want me to tell him that being wanted by every girl in Detroit is bad thing?
Jill: Yes.
Tim: And do that with a straight face?
Jill: Yes.
Tim: Al... I can't say that. I can't do it.
Jill: You're gonna sit there and not say anything?
Tim: I'll say something. Al, call the waitress. Tell her we want pork.