Stan: You're right. You know, this is what I miss. You calling me "idiot." You slamming the door in my face when I come over.
Dorothy: I know what you mean. We weren't that happy when we were married. We weren't that happy when we were going to remarry. Seems our relationship works best when we're just plain divorced.
Stan: I don't want to spend two years without speaking to you.
Dorothy: No, we shouldn't, Stan. We share children. We share grandchildren. And I like slamming the door in your face.