Jill: No. No, no. I, I really don't want to be so isolated from everybody and, you know, when I get my office someday, I'm gonna need it to be a place where I can have patients can come, and we can't have people traipsing through the house.
Tim: Problem solved. I'll build a stairway on the outside of the house up to the...
Jill: No, Tim, you're not listening to me. You're not listening. I don't want a staircase on the outside. I don't want an office in the attic.
Tim: What are you saying?
Jill: [shouts] I don't want an office in the attic!
Tim: Sheesh. I'm getting the idea you don't want me to build this thing. And I asked you not to toy with me.
Jill: Yeah.
Tim: I begged you not to toy with me, and yet, you toyed.
Jill: I know. I made a mistake. [Tim groans] A mistake I'm very sorry for and will obviously never hear the end of, I'm sure.