Cameron: Going somewhere?
Mitchell: Cam. You're up.
Cameron: Didn't count on that, did you? You dropping Lily off at your sister's, or is she taking my ticket?
Mitchell: Okay, first of all, how are you standing? You drank enough of that cough syrup to put down a grizzly.
Cameron: I'll tell you what's grisly. That is your behavior. Well, it's just a good thing I'm finding out now instead of when I'm old and sick and really need you. Better start saving for some sort of home health care plan because I'd hate for my broken hip and subsequent pneumonia to interfere with your evening plans.