Chris: I tried to break your arm on purpose.
Drew: How come?
Chris: 'Cause I'm tired of you being better than me at everything.
Drew: What are you talking about? I bet you're better than me at some stuff.
Chris: Like what?
Drew: I don't know.
Chris: Uh-huh.
Drew: But you're still my big brother.
Chris: Yeah, but you're bigger than I am.
Drew: Yeah, but every time Mom and Dad leave the house, they always put you in charge. I wish I could be in charge.
Chris: That's just a lot of work.
Drew: So? Plus, you get to go to school all the way in Brooklyn Beach. I wish I could ride the bus to school every day.
Chris: You do?
Drew: Yeah! That's so cool. Everybody in my class is always asking me what it's like at your school. You're the coolest big brother out of all my friends.
Adult Chris: [v.o.] It never occurred to me that even though Drew was bigger and cooler, and better with girls, the coolest thing to him was that he had me.