Hugh Bowen: you look like your mother... got her eyes.
[Hugh looks at his son and misses his wife]
Terry Bowen: yeah but every one says I take after you...
[terry responds in order to win over the affections of his father whom he is meeting after several years and is trying heard to develop a bond with]
Hugh Bowen: they do? huh?
[unable to express his love for his son, hugh looks aways and get busy trying to find a towel for his son to help him settle down in a new room]
Terry Bowen: mother thought so too.