Brick: Well, that was horrible.
Mike: Maybe next time, you listen to your mom.
Brick: No, it was a new kind of horrible. I mean, at the few elementary-school parties I was invited to, boys would run around and be stupid, but now there's boys and girls, and everyone just hangs out in the basement. Every time I turned up the lights to read, someone would just dim them down again. Next time I go to a party, I'm bringing my itty-bitty book light.