Brick: I'm beginning to feel like a literary character I've recently discovered. You see, there's this boy with a very round head, and he has a dog that sleeps on top of his doghouse. Apparently, he was a World War I fighter pilot. If you can suspend disbelief, it all works.
Sue: You're talking about Charlie Brown.
Brick: Then you've heard of it!
Sue: Everyone has.
Brick: Great. So I'm the last to know. Will the indignities never end? Axl's getting paychecks, you're on a nonstop vacation. Why is it never my turn? What does the universe have against me? [a baby picture of Brick falls off the wall and shatters]
Sue: It's okay, Brick! We can put up another picture of you.
Brick: There is no other picture of me.

Rusty: That's why I gave Beth the necklace.
Mike: Who's Beth?
Rusty: That's your daughter. Beth.
Mike: Her name is Sue.
Rusty: Oh, I thought that was the little one's name.
Mike: He's a boy.
Rusty: Huh. You never heard of a boy named Sue?
Mike: I heard of the song.
Rusty: That's a song?
Mike: Anyway, it was an extravagant gift that came out of nowhere, so...
Rusty: Well, I just thought she should have it. She deserves it. I mean, things are tough enough for her going through life with a boy's name, you know?

Rusty: Ah, there you are.
Mike: Rusty? What are you doing here?
Rusty: Waiting six hours for you to come out.
Mike: Well, why didn't you knock on the front door?
Rusty: Ah, I thought you'd pick up my vibe. Remember how we always had that special brotherly bond where we could read each other's minds?
Mike: No.
Rusty: I knew you were gonna say no. [chuckles]
Mike: So, what are you doing back in town? Last I heard, you were in Tampa.
Rusty: Yeah, see? You got that.
Mike: That's 'cause you told me.