Frankie: You know, Brick, I always thought you and I had a special bond.
Brick: Hmm?
Frankie: Mother and son... no stronger bond on earth.
Brick: Really? I thought you believed in infinite love.
Frankie: Well, yes, infinite love while also understanding that you might have a special connection to one person or parent more than the other. And here's the thing. I know you probably felt the pressure to say dad was your favorite 'cause that's the way the whole family seemed to be leaning, but honestly, I think it takes real character to speak out and express your own feelings, and I think that you have that kind of character.
Brick: Mom, you're better than this.
Frankie: I'm not, though, Brick. I'm really not. This is killing me. How could you pick Dad over me?
Brick: He says it's okay if my socks don't match.
Frankie: But it's not! Because people will think you're weird, and I'm only telling you that 'cause I love you more than Dad. It's 'cause he's tall. People love tall people. I've seen the studies.