Laird Mayhew: "Ned, on Christmas day I'm going to ask Stephie to marry me and I'd really like your blessing."
[Ned chuckles]
Laird Mayhew: "Yeah?"
Ned Fleming: "No."
Laird Mayhew: "Look, just give me a couple of days to win you over, by Christmas morning you're gonna call me son and I'm gonna call you dad."
Ned Fleming: "I don't think it's gonna happen."
Laird Mayhew: "I think it's gonna, dad."
Ned Fleming: "I know it won't."
Laird Mayhew: "Dad, it will."
Ned Fleming: "Stop that."
Laird Mayhew: "What, dad?"
Ned Fleming: "That, dad. Stop that."
Laird Mayhew: "Dad, what are you talking about?"