Bill Miller: [looking at the pizza Judy brought home] Wow. Sausage, onion and bacon.
Brian Miller: I thought we weren't allowed to have this kind of pizza since Dad's Night of a Thousand Trombones.
Judy Miller: Oh, that's why we have windows.
Bill Miller: After you went upstairs all Hell broke loose. Tina ate too much ice cream and started jumpin' up and down on the couch, which set of Brian's motion sickness, which made Lauren laugh so hard she shot root beer float through her nose.
Brian Miller: Well, I can't go upstairs - Count Chocula might be hiding under my bed.
Judy Miller: I've had a taste of being "good cop" and I like it. I like it a lot.
Judy Miller: How was karate?
Brian Miller: I broke a board with my head.
Judy Miller: Really?
Brian Miller: Well, actually I lost my balance trying to kick and fell into a wall, but a board did break.
Brian Miller: This house is out of control! We need boundaries!
[Tina enters, face smeared with chocolate cake]
Brian Miller: Look at this! You're all sticky! Come on. We're gonna get you a bath and a hot meal.
Tina Miller: Thank you, Brian.
Bill Miller: I can be "bad cop" every once in a while. I'm not gonna lie to ya, Judy - it's nice pushin' small people around.