Brad: Thanks, Dad. Because of your hot compress idea, my zit is the size of a tomato.
Tim: Well, I knew it'd bring the blood to the surface. I didn't think it'd make a home there.
Brad: Little kids are going to come up to me and think that I'm a clown.
Tim: Oh, come on, Brad, get over it. They're not gonna do that. Just in case, maybe you should practice making those little balloon animals.
Brad: This is a nightmare. I'm going out with Jessica in a half an hour.
Jill: OK. This problem needs a woman's touch. Brad? Wake up to makeup.
Brad: No, no. I am not wearing makeup.
Randy: If I were you, I'd be open to suggestions. Rudolph.