Doc: You just said you wanted a grandchild! How else would you expect it to happen? Get one free in a packet of crisps?
JT: Oi, don't get smart with me, you. If you're so much better, you can come to the kitchen to eat. *gets up to take the soup back to the kitchen* You'd better be doing right by my Rose.
Doc: *mutters* Well, it certainly sounded like I was doing something right.
JT: WHAT did you just say?
Doc: Nothing, nothing. Must've been the television.