Cameron: Oh, my God. I hate myself right now. What kind of monster throws an injured innocent onto the street?
Lily: [to Dylan] You can't live here. Get out!
Mitchell: Lily.
Cameron: Lily.
Lily: It's weird. You're a big boy.
Cameron: I'm sorry, Dylan.
Mitchell: She doesn't mean that.
Dylan: No. She's right. Everyone says it. I need to stop running from conflict. It's time to be a big boy and patch things up and move back in with my mom. I'll get my things.