Mike: And Sue's middle name would be?
Frankie: You know her middle name. "Sue." Remember?
Mike: Oh.
Frankie: They wrote it down twice on her birth certificate by accident. We keep saying we're gonna go down and change it, and we never do.

Mrs. Rinsky: There is such a thing as over-parenting, Mommy.
Frankie: That's not us. No. If anything, we under-parent. [laughs] We phone it in. Right, Daddy?
Mike: I don't know what we're doing here. Are we trying to convince her that Brick is weird, or not weird, or what?
Mrs. Rinsky: I know that it's easy for some mothers to latch on to their sons too tightly. Maybe you're trying to get from him what's missing in your relationship with your husband.
Mike: Hey.
Mrs. Rinsky: Let me tell you something. You add an S to "mother," you know what you get? "Smother." And no child benefits by being raised by a smother.
Frankie: I am not. I'm not a smother. I'm a lazy parent with a weird kid. Go on, tell her, Mike. Tell her how pathetic we are.
Mike: All right. Okay. I'm pulling the rip cord on this thing. Grab your purse. Let's go.

Brick: Well, the new backpack and I are not getting along. At all.
Frankie: What happened?
[flashback to Brick walking around the classroom with his backpack on his head]
Frankie: Why was your backpack even on your head?
Brick: I was seeing if it had the same echo as my old one. It doesn't.