Brick Quote #70
Boy #1: Th... Th... Th...
Mike: "The." The word's "the." Just like last time. Still "the."
Boy #1: I don't think so.
Mike: Well, I'm pretty sure I'm right. [shares an eye roll with Brick]
Boy #2: This is a hard one.
Mike: Guys, we've been on the same page for 20 minutes. I'll tell you what. Why doesn't Brick read a page to you guys, just to get a little momentum going?
Brick: "And then, as if in a dream, a mysterious specter rose from 'the' darkness. A brilliant light emanating from its golden and splendiferous orb."
Penny: Did he memorize that?
Mike: No, that's just what he does. He's been reading like that since he was 2.
Mrs. Thomas: Brick is really something. He can't remember to throw his lunch away or pull up his pants, but then he has a victory like last week and you almost forget the other things.
Mike: He had a victory? What kind of victory?
Mrs. Thomas: Oh, I thought you knew. He won the school-wide spelling bee. School-wide.
Mike: Hmm.
The Middle Quotes
‘The Bee’ Quotes
Quote from Axl
Axl: I had the lowest of expectations, and I'm still disappointed.
Quote from Mr. Ehlert
Frankie: [v.o.] Americans have had a long love affair with their cars. Road trips, tailgating, family vacations... But these days, not so much.
Mr. Ehlert: America is treating its cars like an old wife it's sick of sleeping with because maybe she's gained a little weight or stopped taking care of herself. No offense, Frances.
Frankie: None taken?
Mr. Ehlert: America's bored with their cars, and we need a little PR to fix that. Everybody give a big hand to our new customer-relations supervisor, Frances Heck.
Frankie: Oh. [applause]
Mr. Ehlert: From now on, Frances, you're responsible for writing birthday cards to all the cars we've sold over the last 10 years.
Frankie: I'm writing birthday cards to cars?
Mr. Ehlert: You have until next week to do 5,000. Congratulations on your promotion.
Quote from Axl
Sue: I'm gonna get postcards from every fun thing we do for my birthday weekend, and Mom's gonna help me make a scrapbook.
Axl: Awesome. I'm gonna take pictures of every lame thing we do on this lame weekend, and then Mom can look to them for clues as to why I ran away.