Hal: It's just the way it is. Kids do cruel things to each other. But, you know, they bounce back when you're young. And I actually think that Reese is coming around a little bit. [Reese sobs and wails off-screen] Well, I brought him soup yesterday, and he couldn't even make a sound. Now, I really I really think thing's are going to turn out okay.
Lois: Are you trying to calm me down?
Hal: No. I just don't think it leads anywhere good when you get like this.
Lois: Get like what?
Hal: Well... you know.
Lois: No, I don't know. How is it I get?
Hal: Well...
Lois: If I have a problem, I would love for you to explain it to me.
Hal: You know what, honey? [starts walking away] This seems like a-a longer conversation, and it just so happens that I am right in the middle of a project in the garage. I'm fixing that drawer from our bathroom cabinet. You know how you've always had to keep your makeup brushes in the pockets of your robe? Well, I finally got around to it, and wouldn't you know, it's time for that second gluing. [closes door] But if you let it dry too much, you might as well make a bird's nest out of it. But then I'd have to sand it and paint it, and that's a whole different magilla. But when I'm done, we will roll up our sleeves, and we will get through this. [enters garage] I mean, if you have to vent, go ahead. I am your sounding board. I don't care if you have to bite my head off. It's okay, it's what I'm here for. I am your rock. You've always been there for me, and I'll be there for you... [sits down] ...even though physically, I may be in the garage, and you in the kitchen. No matter where I am, I'm there.