Brad: Hey, Dad, be real careful. Mom just got home and she's in a real bad mood.
Tim: Great. She walks in the door and you tick her off? Can't you give her a couple of minutes and help her out, huh?
Randy: Hey, she's not mad at us. She's mad at you for leaving the mess on the counter.
Tim: What am I? A janitor?
Jill: [o.s.] Tim!
Tim: Uh... I'm cleaning up right now, honey.
Jill: [o.s.] Tim, I'm way behind. I've got to study tonight.
Tim: Hey, don't you worry about a thing, honey. I'll keep the boys out of your hair.
Jill: [o.s.] Oh, I brought dinner. Will you set it out for me?
Tim: I sure will. Where'd you set it out?
Jill: [o.s.] It's on the counter by the trash compactor.
Tim: Not anymore.