Brad: I just don't fit in at all.
Sue: Brad. You don't always love school right away. But you got to hang in there! I actually have a ton of posters that speak to exactly what you're talking to, but they're all in storage. The point is, the same thing happened to me when I first got to Gumford.
Brad: But I don't like New York. Everything costs a zillion dollars. People are rude and pushy. I saw a guy once poop on the street. He didn't even try and hide it. He just looked at me like it was normal. I'm telling you, Sue, New York is nothing like On The Town. I mean, the Bronx is up and the Battery's down, but that's it.
Sue: Wow. So what are you gonna do?
Brad: I don't know. I guess I'll just listen to my dad and become a cop or a construction worker. I've already got the outfits.

Frankie: [v.o.] The amazing thing about best friends is that they just seem to know when you need them. They show up at the perfect time, and then, just like that, they're gone.
Sue: Oh! Brad. What are you doing here? I was just being wistful about you.
Brad: This just in... I decided to stay one more day.
Sue: Really? Are you sure? I mean... I mean, it's great that you can stay, but you've already been here three days. Don't you need to go to class?
Brad: Nothing's more important than my bestie. Plus tonight, I was thinking we could have fondue party.
Sue: But I don't even own a fondue pot.
Brad: That's okay. I've got one in my car.
Sue: Wait, Brad. You were only gonna be here for the weekend. Why do you have a fondue pot in your car?
Brad: Uh, I think a better question is, "Why wouldn't I have a fondue pot in my car?" And an even better question is, "Why am I such a failure?" Sue, I dropped out of NYU! This whole weekend's been a big lie! Except for the part about me always traveling with a fondue pot.

Frankie: Hey, would you grab me a napkin and help me fill out these insurance forms?
Mike: Sure! By "grab you a napkin", you mean get myself a beer, and by "fill out insurance forms," you mean go watch TV.