Gloria: Go, Mom! Whoo!
Dylan: Yeah, Mom! You rock!
Claire: Oh, I wish I had a rock.
Phil: Hey. It wouldn't kill you to be nice to Dylan.
Claire: It might.
Claire: But, honey, I don't know why you always stick up for him. Haley can do so much better.
Phil: Because I know what it's like to fall for a girl whose dad thinks I'm not good enough.
Claire: All right, you're right. I can make more of an effort.
Phil: That's the woman I love.