August: You've been keeping big secrets from me?
Tommy: Well, not just you.
August: I've told you about my impetigo.
Tommy: I know, I know, it made me feel very close to you. But, see, my secret's a lot more serious than just a contagious skin rash.
August: You don't trust me.
Tommy: No, no, it's not that. I just don't want to go blabbing things out when I'm afraid there might be a fearful, ignorant reaction.
August: Oh, I understand.
Tommy: Good.
[August cuts Tommy's ponytail off and walks out]
Tommy: Oh, jeez, if I'd known you could just cut this off, I would have done it months ago.