Eric: Gee, Laurie, I sure have noticed you hanging around the mailbox a lot.
Laurie: I don't know what you're talking about.
Eric: What could be so important that you'd give up a week of whoring around Fort Lauderdale? Oh, I know. It's your grades, right? You're flunking out. Bingo! Forman scores! Right?
Laurie: Okay, Eric. You know what? Dad likes me and he doesn't like you.