Judge R. D. Whopper: ...Listen, I've been married for twenty five years to the same wonderful, infuriating woman. And granted there are days when I want to light her on fire but I don't, because I love her. And that would be illegal. And you know something, and I might be old fashioned but when I said those vows, I meant them.
Jack Fuller: [accepting an award] I have to thank my wife Joy. She probably never told you all the story about how we met. It might come as a surprise to many of you that we didn't know each other for very long before we got hitched. What can I say - when you know, you know.
Joy McNally: Is there any part of the night, I don't know, maybe say the part where I was about to marry the rebound guy, that you thought, 'hey oh my God, this is a really good time for an intervention'?
Tipper: [extremely hungover] Seriously?
Joy McNally: Yeah.
Tipper: I like... threw up in my own purse...
so...
Joy McNally: The grown-ups have to go to work today... What are you going to do all day?
Jack Fuller: I don't know yet
[shoves cereal in mouth]
Joy McNally: Hmph.
Jack Fuller: I'd rather do nothing and be happy than do something I know I don't love.
Joy McNally: Words to live by,
Yanni.
Joy McNally: That's just the topping I wanted on my popcorn. I know the box said its movie theater butter, but you guessed it. What I really wanted was Jack's Sweaty ballsack flavor!
Jack Fuller: I'm just giving you what you want, baby.
Jack Fuller: [standing outside the bathroom door, knocking on] Hon?
Joy McNally: [from inside the bathroom] Yeah.
Jack Fuller: Fucks you if I just get in there for a sec?
Joy McNally: [doing her hair] I'm almost done. I'll be right out.
Jack Fuller: No, "be right out" is not really
gonna work. Like, "be right out right *now*"?
Joy McNally: [taking her time] I'm *almost* done!
Jack Fuller: [jumping outside the door] Ahhh...
Joy McNally: [inside the bathroom, hearing noise of dishes, goes out] Okay, it's...
[walks into the kitchen to find Jack pissing in their sink]
Jack
Fuller: Oh yeah, this is happening. You only have yourself to blame. Oh, by the way, it's your day on dishes.