 Hand me that ornament, Jenny. Yes, Mother. Oh, it's just like reliving my fights with his father. Wouldn't talk, wouldn't tell me what he's feeling. Just went off in another room. Monty is just like him. Jana. Don't say it, Dad. I know what you're going to say. Give me that ball, Jenny. Yes, Mother. Well, I won't have it. I won't allow him to grow up to be like his father. We are going to deal with this. Jana. What? Dad. You're not supposed to put the ornaments on the tree until I hang the lights.