Brick: Any guesses as to who Collin Quinlan might be? Anyone? That would be Richard Quinlan's son. Apparently, these Hollywood jobs tend to run in the family. Dad, I can see you're very tired. You've had a long day. You can go.
Frankie: Wait... what do you mean?! I've had a long day. Why does he get to go?
Brick: Well, he's tired. He works hard.
Frankie: I work hard!
Brick: Yes, but he pushes rocks around all day.
Frankie: He does not push rocks. He pushes a pencil. His hands are softer than mine!
Mike: He said I could go, Frankie. Leave him alone. Brick, this has been fascinating. I'll remember this night all the way to my bed. Happy Birthday, buddy.
Mike: [hums] Do do do do do do do, do do do
Frankie: Mike, if you love me at all, you will stay here with me till the end!
Mike: Good night.