Frankie: Uh, Brick, I don't think you're gonna need your branch of real cotton on your weekend with Sue.
Brick: Eh, I've still got a few days to decide. I'll put it in the "maybe" pile.
Frankie: Hey, let me ask you something. Does your Dad seem to be acting a little... odd lately? [Brick shakes his cotton branch and a maraca] Never mind. I'm asking the wrong guy.