Jill: What are you saying, Tim? I'm not supposed to have feelings about this?
Tim: Sure. Just don't bring them to the hardware show!
Jill: OK, fine. Fine! You don't want to be with me. The kids don't want to be with me.
Tim: Don't...
Jill: I'll just see Cleveland on my own. Give me the car keys. Where's the car?
Tim: It's in the structure, three floors down. Just follow the smell.
Jill: What... What smell?
Tim: I got some more samples in the back seat. It's full of fertilizer.
Jill: I'll just take a cab.