Tim: Al, I called to see if you needed a ride, but you were gone.
Al: Heidi gave me a ride.
Tim: So Ilene still has your car?
Al: Yes.
Tim: Hey, buddy, on the bright side, without a car, you get some exercise. Ride your bike to work. I'll loan you my bicycle shorts.

Al: Sorry, Tim, I'm not my usual jocular self.
Tim: Well, the other night, I certainly didn't mean to upset you or Ilene. I shoot my mouth off, and you're just a big, bearded bull's-eye.
Al: Was that supposed to be an apology?
Tim: Yeah.
Al: You see? Even in your apologies, you have to insult me.
Tim: I'm kidding. You want to rehearse for the show?
Al: You never want to rehearse.
Tim: I thought it'd make you feel better.
Al: It's not gonna make me feel better.

Ilene: Oh, Al, it was just a silly dream. When I'm awake, all I dream about is you.
Al: Well, all I dream about is you.
Ilene: Really?
Al: Yes. [they kiss]
Tim: You know, I'm thinking "TT" could be "Tool Time." It could be... ooh-how! [Al and Ilene look at him] Ta-ta!