Bill: Looks like we got the house to ourselves tonight.
Lillian: Mm-hmm.
Bill: You know what that means.
Lillian: Mr. Williams, don't start no fires you can't put out.
Bill: There's gonna be a bottle of Burgundy calling your name later.
Lillian: [Lillian giggles] Ooh, and I'm gonna be listening. [pecan shells cracking]
Bill: We gotta put some bells on his shoes.