Frankie: Honey, how about I help you find something to wear to the audition?
Sue: Oh, yeah, right. Like you know what's cool. I'm sorry. I'm just so sorry.
Frankie: It's okay. We'll find something.
Sue: Nothing that would make anybody like me. Mom, all the cool kids have Citizens Of Humanity jeans, and I am the only person in the entire school who doesn't.
Frankie: Honey, I believe that it's not what people see on the outside that makes you popular. It's what's inside. You have to let your inner light shine through.
Frankie: [v.o.] Hold your smile, keep eye contact, see if she buys it.
Sue: That's the stupidest thing I've ever heard.
Frankie: [v.o.] Damn.
Sue: Mom, junior high is hard. People judge you for every little thing, if they even notice you at all. I just wanna be judged. Didn't you ever want something so bad that you'd die for it?
[flashback to a younger Frankie looking at a shoe in a shop window with the label "As Seen on Charlie's Angels"]