Reese: We'll use this system until Mom comes home, then say it was defective, and get a refund. Tonight's going to feel like we're actually inside the guy's torso.
Hal: Son, sit down. Listen... These movies are torture for me. I chewed blisters into my fingers, I can't sleep, I'm afraid of everything. But I love you, and I love spending time with you.
Reese: Oh. Like me and baseball.
Hal: What?
Reese: Like when you were so excited to teach me baseball when I was six, and I couldn't tell you how totally boring it is.
Hal: But that look on your face when I got you your first mitt?
Reese: It's the same face I use when I get underwear for Christmas. "Wow, it's like you read my mind!" [Hal sighs] It's not so bad. We're both just liars for a good cause.
Hal: Yeah. Like that stupid camping trip.
Reese: I loved that camping trip.
Hal: That's what I meant.