Frankie: So, listen. I e-mailed some of the parents in Brick's class... [Mike groans] And get this... they all said they were busy. Even Molly Murphy, and we used to be close. We made stone soup together when Brick was in the first grade. Well, she brought the potatoes and the carrots and the bowls, but I ladled. Anyway, I guess they're all in this big clique together, and now we're on the outside looking in.
Mike: Well, you tried. [turns the TV on]
Brick: [turns the TV off] What about Cindy's parents?
Frankie & Mike: Uh...
Brick: Why not? They're very nice people. I went away with them for that long weekend.
Mike: What?
Frankie: You did?
Brick: I brought you back that mug.
Mike: "Chicago, my kind of town."