Tim Quote #1010

Quote from Tim in 'Twas the Blight Before Christmas

Jill: Honey, you can't stay home. Mark's gonna sing tonight.
Brad: So?
Tim: So get up and get dressed for church. Be down in five minutes.
Brad: Why? Because Mom wants the whole stupid family to be together?
Tim: Oh, so now we're a stupid family?
Jill: Hey, Brad, if that's your attitude, stay home.
Tim: No, no. We're not letting him off that easy.
Jill: Tim, if he's gonna be pouty and obnoxious, I'd just as soon he didn't ruin Christmas Eve for us.
Brad: You've already ruined it for me.
Jill: I am so sorry.
Tim: All right, well, you stay in your room. I don't want you sneaking downstairs to watch that Tool Time marathon.

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 ‘'Twas the Blight Before Christmas’ Quotes

Quote from Tim

Brad: Dad, it's just one Christmas. I mean, it's not that big a deal.
Tim: Well, it is to your mom and to me and to me. I can't believe you'd be this selfish. Listen to me. Um... In a couple years, you'll be 18. You'll be off to college... or a good trade school. And we won't see you.
Brad: But, Dad, I'll come home.
Tim: Yeah, you'll come home a couple Christmases, but then you'll get married, and I'll never see you. I mean, look at your Mom and me. Your mom's family lives in Texas, mine's in Colorado. We never see our families for holidays. You just don't know how many Christmases we have together, right? I won't be around forever.
Brad: What do you mean?
Tim: Face the facts. You've seen the stunts I pull on Tool Time. I can't keep dodging the bullet.

Quote from Jill

Brad: But, Mom, I don't wanna go another time. It's gonna be great skiing conditions. A lot of kids from school are gonna be there.
Jill: Honey, I can tell this is important to you, but this family is always together at Christmas. Even that year when your father fell down the chimney, we were together. We were in the emergency room, but we were together.

Quote from Jill

Jill: Gee! I don't know, Tim. There's an awful lot of lights here. We'll have to take out a mortgage to pay the electric bill.
Brad: All right, Dad. Let her rip.
Jill: No, wait a minute. I think we should say a prayer first. Please, Lord, don't let our house blow up. Amen.
Tim: Amen.