Ben: Ugh, does it hurt?
Andy: Yeah, you broke my nose, so...
Ben: I'm sorry.
Andy: But I don't even care. Just get it all out there, man. Go.
Ben: All right... Maybe you have to start thinking about how--how your actions affect me. Like, tell me about stuff happening in the house. Stop referring to my bedroom as a common space. Stop using my comforter for your pillow forts. Just... respect me.
Andy: Absolutely.
Ben: Really?
Andy: Yep. And in return, I'll only ask for one thing, which is for you to pay for studio recording time for my band to do our new album. It's gonna be about 5,600 bucks. Deal?
Ben: That's not gonna happen.
Nurse: Here's something for the pain and some ice packs. You his friend?
Andy: Him? Hell, no. We're brothers.