You should have dwelled on that before you broke rule number one. My heart bleeds, young...

Phil:
[throws pieces of broken antique onto table]
... Do either of you have anything to say about this? Kyle:
I think we should talk to a lawyer first. Joanne:
Kyle, that's not funny. Kyle:
[CUTTING-ROOM FLOOR LINE]
It wasn't meant to be. Joanne:
You both know that statue was very important to me! Kyle:
[CUTTING-ROOM FLOOR LINE]
Sure; that's why you always left that statue out where ANYTHING might have happened to it. Frankly, Joanne, I think you underestimate the convenience of a wall-safe. Phil:
[CUTTING-ROOM FLOOR LINE]
Rule number three, missy: no sarcasm, ever. Period. Kyle:
[CUTTING-ROOM FLOOR LINE, shrugs]
Tell me everything I said isn't the cold hard truth. I'll be glad to eat the parts which aren't. Phil:
[CUTTING-ROOM FLOOR LINE, sternly]
I'm not going to tell you again, Kyle. [to Andy] Phil:
Start talking, young man. Right now. And let's hope for both your sakes I believe you. Andy Barclay:
[CUTTING-ROOM FLOOR LINE]
It was broken when we found it. I offered to put it away, so it wouldn't be an issue. You didn't want me to, remember? Phil:
Okay, you leave me no choice. Until one of you fesses up, you're both grounded. Kyle:
I've got a date tonight! [CUTTING-ROOM FLOOR LINE] Kyle:
How am I going to break it without losing face? Joanne:
[CUTTING-ROOM FLOOR LINE]
Just tell him you're under house arrest, Kyle. Kyle:
[CUTTING-ROOM FLOOR LINE]
No, I said *without losing face*. Phil:
[CUTTING-ROOM FLOOR LINE]
You should have dwelled on that before you broke rule number one. My heart bleeds, young lady