[As Brick sleeps, Frankie climbs on his bed and hugs him]
Brick: Huh?
Frankie: Shh. It's okay.
Brick: Mom? What are you doing?
Frankie: I just want to "kizz" you good night and cuddle you till you fall asleep.
Brick: You're a little late for that.
Frankie: I know. I should have done it nine years ago.
Brick: I-I mean, I've been asleep for a half-hour.