Phil: Hey.
Haley: I miss him.
Phil: Yeah. He was your first real boyfriend.
Haley: I keep expecting him to show up. He used to come by at night and I'd sneak out to see him.
Phil: Yeah, I know.
Haley: You knew?
Phil: His car's 30 years old and doesn't have a muffler. And he honked.
Haley: I loved that car.
Phil: I rode in it to the guitar store. I felt like I was flying. I know it hurts now, sweetheart, but that's how you know it was a relationship worth having.
Haley: Thanks, Dad.