Frankie: [v.o.] It was great Brick was learning to feel emotions. That's why we decided to cut him a little slack and let him work through 'em at his own speed.
Mike: Ready to go to school?
Brick: Is everyone who saw me that day dead?
[the next day, when Mike walks into Brick's room, he is standing by the bed in his dressing gown and holding a mug. He shakes his head at Mike and then sighs.]
[the next day, Mike walks into Brick's room and finds his bed empty. Brick walks up behind him.]
Brick: Had to pee. [climbs into bed]