Sue: Okay, come on, Brick. It's gonna be okay.
Brick: I have no evidence to support that theory.
Sue: Okay, look. I'm gonna tell you something that may surprise you but it's the truth. Sophomore year isn't what you think it is. There is nothing special about sophomore year. I don't even know where you heard it was. It isn't. No one ever in the world thought that. In fact, it's probably the least exciting of all the years.
Brick: What?! Then why did I break up with Cindy?
Sue: No one knows.
Brick: I thought this was supposed to be a pep talk. It isn't very peppy thus far.
Sue: Look, you're better off than me. I never even saw the Sophomore Slammer. Remember that dinner where I kept looking out the window and I was so sad I was using the curtains to dry my tears?
Brick: Can you be more specific?
Sue: The point is, that was Sophomore Slammer weekend, and I never even got to the school. You want to know the good thing about you and me? We may not be arrested, but we never stop believing we could be arrested. You realize I'm using arrested as a metaphor for good things like friendship, marriage, and success in our respective careers.
Brick: Yeah, I got that.