Brick: Anyway, since deciding to give up my tics a half-hour ago, I've whooped five times and whispered three. By the way, I'm counting them now, so I'm scared that might be a new one.
Frankie: Don't be discouraged, Brick. Being aware of the problem is half the battle.
Axl: Don't listen to her, Brick. That's mom speak for "I got nothing." Fortunately for you, I'm taking intro to psych this semester, and we're learning about this guy named Sigmund Freud. Uh, you guys might want to pay attention here, too. [Frankie chuckles]
Mike: We've heard of Freud, Axl.
Axl: Yeah, 'cause I just said it. Nice try, though. So, this Freud guy, he had the hots for his own mom. [shudders] But it's all good 'cause he figured out a way to turn his perviness into science. He invented these things called the ego, the superego, and the I.D. So, what I'm saying, Brick, is, I'm pretty sure I can fix you.
Brick: Can you fix me by tomorrow? I'm meeting Cindy at the library at 3:00.
Axl: I'd bet my C-plus on it.