Brick: Hey, Mom. "Back to school" night is next Monday, so here's the list of all my classes.
Frankie: Ugh. Brick, you don't really want me to go to this, do you?
Brick: Actually, now that I'm the only kid, I thought you could both go. [both groan] Don't you guys want to see my school?
Mike: We've seen it, Brick.
Frankie: Yeah, and every year, it's the same spiel. "This is gonna be the most exciting year ever."
Mike: "We can't wait to get to know your unique and special child."
Frankie: If I have to listen to that crap again, I swear I'm gonna take a bath with the toaster. Sorry, Brick. We're just done.