Brick: Look, Mom, I brought my bowl. Happy?
Frankie: Okay, you know what? Next time, just do it without the snark. You think you can do that?
Brick: Nobody likes you.
Frankie: I'm sorry. What did you say?
Brick: Nothing.
Frankie: Oh, no, no, no. I heard something. You said, "Nobody likes you."
Brick: Why did you ask me to repeat it if you heard it?
Frankie: For your information, a lot of people like me. Nancy Donahue likes me. Paula Norwood likes me. Most cashiers like me. You know what? I don't need to prove anything to... your grandma likes me!
Brick: Okay, I was wrong. You're very popular.
Frankie: O-okay, you know what? That's it. Now you're just being disrespectful. You're gonna go to your room, and you're not getting dessert.
Brick: Fine. I wanted to go to my room anyway.
Frankie: No, you didn't. Yeah, you probably did.