Brick: Sue. Look, I get it. You don't want me here. Spudsy's is your turf, and I waltz in here like I've been around potatoes my whole life. Of course you would feel threatened.
Sue: What? No, I'm not.
Brick: Then why are you always on me?
Sue: 'Cause I'm responsible for you, Brick. Okay, yes, it's true. I didn't want you here. But it's just because it's exhausting watching and worrying about you all the time.
Brick: Who said you had to watch me?
[flashback to Sue and Brick walking out of the house over the years:]
Frankie: [o.s.] If you're going to the park, watch your brother!
Frankie: [o.s.] Before you get in the pool, watch and make sure he takes the rocks out of his pockets!
Frankie: [o.s.] Watch him at the hamburger place! Last time, he ate a wet nap!