Jill: It's my own stupid fault. I put off going to the doctor for two years, now I got a tumor the size of a cantaloupe. [Tim groans] How do you think I feel? I've got this hideous thing growing inside me, I didn't even know it was there. I hate the whole idea of surgery and anesthesia.
Tim: I hated it, too, the first 10 or 15 times. But I've come out smelling like a rose, honey. It'll be all right.
Jill: Honey, all you've ever had removed were things that you swallowed, got stuck to, or sat on.