Frankie: [v.o.] So, Brick, realizing he didn't have the legs to pull off a Wonder Woman costume, performed what he hoped would be his first act of bravery.
Brick: My fair lady, I bring you the mop of the crabby afternoon janitor.
Cindy: Good. I needed a mop. How'd you get it?
Brick: Wit, skill, cunning... and $5.
Cindy: Hmm. I'll allow it. That's one.