Marty: It wasn't supposed to be like this.
Tim: Running out on your family, that's how it's supposed to be?
Marty: I've done a lot of thinking about it, okay?
Tim: Well, think about this, pal. You're gonna go back home, grow up, and act like a man.
Marty: Don't tell me what to do.
Tim: Someone's got to tell you what to do. You're acting like an idiot right now.
Marty: Don't call me an idiot.
Tim: What do you call a guy who runs out on his family? This is just like you. You never commit to anything. Remember Boy Scouts?
Marty: Oh, you're comparing my marriage to the Boy Scouts? I don't really need this. You know, I thought you'd be the one brother who was gonna understand.
Tim: What I understand is you're being selfish.
Marty: Oh, the hell with you. I don't need this. Here. Thanks. Thanks a lot.
Tim: Well, that's not gonna cover the beers. Come on, Marty! [Marty exits] You gonna run out on me like your family? You gutless loser! And he's the brother I like!