Jackie: Steven, would you be careful? That's my trophy for Prettiest Ballerina. [gasps] Oh, but that's right. You don't care about stuff that's important to me.
Hyde: Hey, you know what? You're the one who lied and said you were going to a doll expo. Should've just told me what's going on with you.
Jackie: No, I shouldn't have to tell you. Okay? You should just know.
Hyde: So... I'm just supposed to magically know that "I'm going to a doll expo" is Jackie speak for, uh, "My parents' cabin is being foreclosed on. I need help cleaning it out"?
Jackie: Yes. Steven, my family is falling apart, and you've never, ever even asked about it. If you cared, you'd figure out what was going on with me and find a way to help.
Hyde: Jackie, that's crazy. The only time people I know find a way to help is when they're cutting a deal with the D.A.
Red: Whatever happens, you're driving her back. She talked so much on the way here, I thought I was gonna have to strap her to the hood of the van like a deer.