Tim: It doesn't seem right to just skip out on the guy, though.
Willow: I don't think I have a choice. I believe it's the Bhagavad Gita that says, "A bird can only soar if the sky has no bounds."
Tim: [grunts] Oh, yeah. I can see it. Yeah.
Willow: I'm sure you can understand how being so confined invalidates me, how it negates the very core of my being.
Tim: [grunts] Oh, yes. Oh, yeah. The heart goes with...
Willow: See? See, you do understand.
Tim: [grunts] Oh, yeah. Perfectly.
Willow: Why can't Uncle Wilson be like you? You know, you take in everything. And then with a wise knowing grunt, you convey your empathy.
Tim: [grunts] Well, it's just something I do naturally...
Willow: If only every man was as evolved as you.
Tim: [grunts] Yeah. It's unfortunate, isn't it? Yes, it is.