Frankie: [v.o.] So Mike and I agreed if Brick wanted a friend, he should find one on his own. But since that was never gonna happen...
Frankie: Hi, there. You look like a nice young boy.
Boy: Stranger danger! Stranger danger!
Frankie: No. Wait!
[later, Frankie sits down between two boys at a park table:]
Frankie: Oh, I'm sorry. Are you two together?
Gerald: No. I'm here by myself. I have trouble making friends.
Frankie: Do you now? [slides over towards Gerald]