“Don't tell Mrs. Betterman. While she thinks I'm toiling in the hot...” – Phil, The Croods: A New Age ... Movie Quotes Database

[Grug and Phil are inside Phil's man cave, a steamroom]
Phil: [sighs in relief] Don't tell Mrs. Betterman. While she thinks I'm toiling in the hot sun, I'm actually in here in my man cave.
Grug: Whew! It's hot in here.
Phil: Grug, you might be a bit more comfortable if you removed your fur pelt.
Grug: Uh, I already did. [points to his fur pelt hanging on a rack next to Phil's clothes]
Phil: Right. It's a place a father can escape the chaos of family life. Relax. Hang with his bros... if bros he has. Another shark milk?
Grug: So, you come in here to... hide from your family?
Phil: Not hide, help. I help my family. [slurps his shark milk and lays down on his chair]
Grug: So, uh, how does this help your family?
Phil: Yeah, this is where I find solutions to my family's biggest problems. [throws a spoonful of water into hot coals, making more steam]
Grug: Okay.
Phil: So, feeling relaxed? Comfortable? Susceptible to suggestion? [in a puff of steam, Phil is suddenly next to Grug] What's your problem, big guy?
Grug: Uh, I don't have a problem.
Phil: Come on, Grug. I've seen you moping around. What's your problem?
Grug: I'm hot. That's my problem.
Phil: Knock-knock. I'm knocking on the door, big guy. Open it.
Grug: No...
Phil: Open up to me.
Grug: No.
Phil: Share with me.
Grug: Uh-uh. I don't wanna. I'm hot.
Phil: Tell me your problem.
Grug: I don't have a problem. You have a problem.
Phil: Tell me your problem. [echoing]
Grug: Don't...
Phil: Tell me...
Grug: I don't...
Phil: Tell me, tell me, tell me...
Grug: [finally snaps] I DON'T LIKE IT HERE, ALRIGHT?! My pack's all split up, there's no one to sleep pile with, you won't let me eat bananas, Guy gave Eep a rock, he kissed my hand! They're planning on leaving the pack. And I don't like you at all!
Phil: Hmm, now that's interesting.
Grug: Yeah, maybe I just need to get to know you better.
Phil: No, not that. The part about Eep and Guy.
Grug: Oh. Guy's trying to take my daughter away.
Phil: Father to father, I worry about my daughter, too. She was so lonely before Guy came back.
Grug: Yeah. It's almost like Guy's the problem.
Phil: Wait a minute. Are you saying what I think you're saying?
Grug: Yes. No. I don't know.
Phil: Are you suggesting we take Guy off your hands, so Dawn isn't lonely, so Eep stays with you, with your pack?
Grug: Uh, am I?
Phil: Why, Grug, that's a truly great idea! You've done it! You've solved both our problems!
Grug: No, really?
Phil: So, we have a deal, bro?
Grug: [shakes Phil's hand] Deal!

[Grug and Phil are inside Phil's man cave, a steamroom] Phil : [sighs in relief] Don't tell Mrs. Betterman. While she thinks I'm toiling in the hot sun, I'm actually in here in my man cave. Grug : Whew! It's hot in here. Phil : Grug, you might be a bit more comfortable if you removed your fur pelt. Grug : Uh, I already did. [points to his fur pelt hanging on a rack next to Phil's clothes] Phil : Right. It's a place a father can escape the chaos of family life. Relax. Hang with his bros... if bros he has. Another shark milk? Grug : So, you come in here to... hide from your family? Phil : Not hide, help. I help my family. [slurps his shark milk and lays down on his chair] Grug : So, uh, how does this help your family? Phil : Yeah, this is where I find solutions to my family's biggest problems. [throws a spoonful of water into hot coals, making more steam] Grug : Okay. Phil : So, feeling relaxed? Comfortable? Susceptible to suggestion? [in a puff of steam, Phil is suddenly next to Grug] What's your problem, big guy? Grug : Uh, I don't have a problem. Phil : Come on, Grug. I've seen you moping around. What's your problem? Grug : I'm hot. That's my problem. Phil : Knock-knock. I'm knocking on the door, big guy. Open it. Grug : No... Phil : Open up to me. Grug : No. Phil : Share with me. Grug : Uh-uh. I don't wanna. I'm hot. Phil : Tell me your problem. Grug : I don't have a problem. You have a problem. Phil : Tell me your problem. [echoing] Grug : Don't... Phil : Tell me... Grug : I don't... Phil : Tell me, tell me, tell me... Grug : [finally snaps] I DON'T LIKE IT HERE, ALRIGHT?! My pack's all split up, there's no one to sleep pile with, you won't let me eat bananas, Guy gave Eep a rock, he kissed my hand! They're planning on leaving the pack. And I don't like you at all! Phil : Hmm, now that's interesting. Grug : Yeah, maybe I just need to get to know you better. Phil : No, not that. The part about Eep and Guy. Grug : Oh. Guy's trying to take my daughter away. Phil : Father to father, I worry about my daughter, too. She was so lonely before Guy came back. Grug : Yeah. It's almost like Guy's the problem. Phil : Wait a minute. Are you saying what I think you're saying? Grug : Yes. No. I don't know. Phil : Are you suggesting we take Guy off your hands, so Dawn isn't lonely, so Eep stays with you, with your pack? Grug : Uh, am I? Phil : Why, Grug, that's a truly great idea! You've done it! You've solved both our problems! Grug : No, really? Phil : So, we have a deal, bro? Grug : [shakes Phil's hand] Deal!