Jill: Honey, I want to talk to you. Look... What you did was wrong. But your father came down on you kind of hard and I thought you might be upset.
Mark: I'm not upset.
Jill: Well, I'd be upset if somebody yelled at me like that. You know, my dad used to yell at me like that. He was an army colonel. He was trained to yell so you could hear him from one end of the base to the other. [Randy bounces his basketball] Randy, can you leave us alone for a few minutes?
Randy: But it's my room.
Jill: I'm trying to tell Mark a story from when I was a little girl.
Randy: I'm outta here.