Granddaddy Clisby: I'mma need to get to the hardware store on Saturday.
Bill: For what? You have every nail that's... [off Lillian's look] Fine. Kim can take you. As a matter of fact, you should leave your car here for her to drive.
Granddaddy Clisby: Now, how are you gonna give away my car?
Kim: Really? I'm getting my own car?
Bill: I'll buy it for you, on the condition you take your granddaddy wherever he needs to go.
Granddaddy Clisby: Hold on. This child don't need to be driving me all over town. This child need to be trying to find herself a husband. That's what she need...
Lillian: A husband? She's 17!
Granddaddy Clisby: Okay, you right. Ship's passed.