Jill: What will you be doing?
Marty: I'm working for Tim.
Jill: Great!
Tim: We haven't worked together since we were kids. You remember that little stand we had out in front of the house? What a great team we were!
Jill: You two had a lemonade stand. That's so cute.
Tim: Right. It was a lube and oil change stand.
Jill: Of course.

Tim: Hey, Al. Plans for the new Tool Time set. Take a look.
Al: Wow! We're dealing with more space.
Tim: We're going modular. All of our tools will be right at our fingertips.
Al: We've come a long way, my friend. Remember when we were just two crazy young tool men with a dream?
Tim: Actually, Al, it was one tool man and an extra stool.
Al: You remember it your way, I'll remember it my way.
Tim: Come on, Al, it's a great time for us. Tool Time is taking off. My favorite brother's working for us.
Al: I envy you. You know, I've always dreamed of working with my brother, Cal, side by side.
Tim: Actually, that would be "wide by wide," wouldn't it?

Marty: All right, what do you want me to do next?
Tim: Help Al bring that wood over here. We're going to start on the interview desk.
Marty: Hey, is that rosewood?
Tim: Honduran rosewood. Isn't it great looking?
Marty: Sure, if you don't mind pillaging the rain forest.
Tim: We're not pillaging the rain forest.
Al: Yeah, this wood was grown by farmers specifically for commercial use.
Marty: Sure, that's what they always say. But did you check it out?
Tim: Well, of course we did, Marty. While you were eating your sandwich, Al and I drove down to Honduras.

Jill: So, um, I heard that you just moved to town. How are you liking it so far?
Angela: Well, at first I didn't like it, 'cause it was, like, you know, different, and I didn't have friends. But then I started to make, you know, friends. Then, all of a sudden, I was, like, really, really, popular. And I love being really popular 'cause, like, back home the only girls who were really, really, popular were the cheerleaders. But I can't jump because I have really weak ankles, so I couldn't be a cheerleader. So it was such a drag because I would look so hot in that outfit. And I'm a really good speller. Does that answer your question?
Jill: That and so much more.
Brad: All right, let's get upstairs and start our homework.
Angela: Good idea. Let's, like, start with History because that's, like, the most boringest. Or French, which is even more boring than History, but not even as boring as French History...
Brad: She's great, isn't she?
Mark: Sure does talk a lot.
Randy: Well, she has a lot to say because, like, all of a sudden, she's, like, really popular. And you know how hard it is being really, really popular when you have, like, weak ankles.

Jill: Well, how was your day with your favorite brother?
Tim: Well, I guess it's a good time for the wife to say "I told you so."
Jill: Oh, I don't want to take pleasure in the fact that I was right and you were wrong.
Tim: Why? If I were ever right, I would.
Jill: Well, then, I have nothing to worry about.

Jill: You can't fire your own brother!
Tim: I just don't want another day like today. I'd like some peace and quiet. No more yakking or complaining for the rest of the night.
Angela: Do you have any soda?
Jill: Yeah. It's in the fridge.
Angela: I can't have diet soda because my mom believes, like, artificial sweeteners are really, really bad for you. So I have to have regular. But all you have is root beer which is, like, really, really gross. Or apple juice which is, like, really, really, bad for your teeth unless you water it down and that tastes yucky. So I'll just wait till I get home. Hi. [walks off]
Tim: Brad's new girlfriend?
Jill: Uh-huh.
Tim: Cute.

Tim: Wilson?
Wilson: Well, hi-de-ho, neighbor.
Tim: What are you doing?
Wilson: Tim, I'm practicing hurling.
Tim: Try some of Jill's meat loaf, you'll become an expert.
Wilson: No, Tim. Hurling is an ancient Irish sport. It's quite akin to field hockey.

Tim: Marty, it's kind of early. What are you doing here?
Marty: Yeah, there's something I want to talk to you about.
Tim: I know what you want to talk about. You figure we should work this thing out, otherwise we might turn into into Romeo and Rolex.
Marty: Huh?
Tim: The two brothers that had the severe rash that built the halfway house?

Marty: How about this? "Wanted: bright, energetic, self-starter willing to work long hours and weekends for very little pay."
Harry: I already got that job.

Tim: Hey, Marty. What are you doing here?
Marty: What do you think I'm doing?
Tim: Probably the same thing you did when you worked for me - nothin'.
Marty: Look, I don't have to listen to you anymore because I'm not working for you anymore.
Tim: No. You don't have to listen to me anymore because I'm not talking to you anymore.
Marty: Well, I wasn't talking to you first.
Tim: Really? Well, I wasn't talking to you "infinity and beyond."