Axl: What are you doing?
Brick: I'm saving my seat for tomorrow. Since you refuse to respect the fact that I called it, I will occupy it until we go.
Axl: Brick, it's our last night sleeping in our room. Don't you want to spend it like we spent the last 16 years? Side by side, as brothers, talking into the night? Come on, man. Where's your heart?
Brick: With the rest of my body in a window seat, and it's not moving.
Axl: All right, fine, you're not gonna come to our room, I'll come to you.