Bill: Who took my newspaper? [Bruce holds up the paper] You better use your good arm and fold it back.
Bruce: [chuckles] Sorry. I was just checking the want ads for a job.
Bill: Don't rush it, son. The doctor told you to take it easy.
Bruce: Yeah, I know. I know. I'm just ready to get my life going again. And, Dad, I thought you'd be happy to have one less dependent. [Bill chuckles]
Lillian: Does your friend, Tammy, work?
Bruce: Yes, she does, Mama.
Bill: Does she know about the disability check you're getting from the army?
Bruce: She is not after me for my money, just my good looks.