Mrs. Dubcek: Anybody home? Anyb-- Oh, hi. I brought you folks your extra key.
Tommy: Yeah, right. Good excuse. You just wanted to come up here and stare at pimple boy.
Mrs. Dubcek: You poor kid. I remember how it feels to be your age.
Tommy: Yeah, I remember how it feels to be your age.
Mrs. Dubcek: Listen, I'm going to go out and get some smokes. You want to take a ride?
Tommy: Yeah, whatever. You know, it's really not fair. I can grow a pimple but not a mustache. What's your secret?