(prior to movie)
little tobin: i’m going to stop for candy before the movie – it’s highway robbery at the theater.
daughter: you know they check bags.
little tobin: oh no way are they checking my bag – i’ll shove the candy in my pants,
throw my hands in the air and just yell “who owns this joint!”
daughter: oh god, i’m going in first.

(after the movie)
daughter: the lady next to me thought that was the best movie she has ever seen.
little tobin: she obviously does not get out often.