Axl: I need you to teach me stuff so I can talk to people.
Brick: It's Cassidy, isn't it? You're feeling intellectually inferior.
Axl: No. But if you must know, I feel she's smarter than me.
Brick: Ah. I knew this day would come a day I'd become more to you than something to Indian burn, whip a towel at, or force to smell your farts.
Axl: Just shut up and help me.