Dede: I always liked him. And, as I recall, the two of you couldn't keep your hands off each other.
Haley: Oh, really, Mom?
Claire: That's not true.
Dede: It is true. I read it in your diary.
Claire: You read my diary.
Dede: Well, yeah. I- I read it because I wanted to see if you were on drugs. It's called parenting, Claire.