Jill: [telephone rings] That's Brad!
Patty: [picks up the phone] Of course, since it's my apartment, it might be for me. [on the phone] Hello? OK. Just calm down. Tell me everything that happened.
Jill: It's Brad. What is it? What's wrong?
Patty: Mother, if you just had a root canal, why are you eating Gummy Bears?
Tim: You got to stop obsessing about this. You'll make yourself sick.
Patty: Mom, you have to hold on. I've got another call. [switches line] Hello? Oh, my God!
Jill: I knew it! Something's happened to Brad!
Patty: A baby girl?
Tim: My son had a baby girl.