Hal: I don't believe this. Francis... don't you care about anything?
Francis: What?
Hal: In a school filled with problem children, you're the worst one here.
Francis: Wait, that's not true. I can think of three other guys with longer records than I have.
Hal: We have worked and we've worked, trying anything we can think of to turn you around, but nothing seems to get through to you.
Francis: Come on, Dad.
Hal: No. You don't give a damn about anything but yourself! And, Francis, I don't like saying these things, but what am I supposed to do? I-I feel like I have to give up on my own son.
Francis: Dad...
Hal: You know, I can't even look at you right now.