Hilary: Look, I'll have you guys know that I had a hand in raising you. I'll be a positive influence on the new baby. You just wait and see.
[fantasy:]
Philip: Hilary, baby, you're 30 years old. Don't you think it's about time you moved out on your own?
Hilary: That is so unfair. Mom's 50 years old and you haven't pushed her out the door.
Philip: Why do I even bother?
Hilary: Cindy. [A little girl brings Hilary a drink] Aren't you forgetting something, baby sister?
Cindy: You're prettier than I'll ever be.
Hilary: Something else. [Cindy puts an umbrella in Hilary's drinks] Good. Now, I'm feeling a little warm. [Cindy starts fanning Hilary] So, tell me about your day at school and move a little to the left.
Cindy: Well, Miss Randolph gave a pop quiz and I-
Hilary: Do you like my outfit?
Cindy: It's real pretty. Hilary, my arm is starting to hurt.
Hilary: Ooh, you poor baby. Use the other arm. Maybe you should start lifting weights.