Tim: Why didn't you call me? I would have come down there.
Jill: I couldn't do that. I didn't want Randy to know what's going on until we know what we're dealing with.
Tim: So he doesn't know anything about this?
Jill: No, none of the kids do. The whole way home, I kept just telling Randy that nothing was wrong, he was probably just rundown, needs some vitamins. Meanwhile, I'm going out of my mind. I thought it was just a check-up. [sobs] Next thing I know, I'm talking to a specialist about lumps.
Tim: Hey, come on.
Jill: This is my worst nightmare.
Tim: No, no. It's my worst nightmare, too, OK?