Phil: You guys are gone. We get an RV. Bam! Me, mama and our dog, Merlin, hit the open road.
Claire: No. I am not spending my golden years driving around an RV park, looking for a place to plug my house in. No. I am gonna go see the world.
Phil: Where do you wanna go?
Claire: I don't know, Phil. India. Africa.
Phil: Diarrhea. Diarrhea.