Old Man: I like you.
Mike: I like you too.
Old Man: You're a good listener.
Mike: You're a good talker.
Old Man: I've never met anyone as interested in growing winter squash as I am.
Mike: Until now, I've known little about the topic, but I've thoroughly enjoyed this conversation.

Reverend TimTom: [plays guitar and sings] It's tough bein' a teen When this world can be so mean No one takes you seriously You say, "Who will understand me?"
Axl: [to a girl] Whoa. Who's the weird old loser playing guitar? Could this geezer be any more lame? What do you say we hit the pool?
Reverend TimTom: But your brain will fully form one day
Axl: [to another girl] Hey, you wanna lose the sweatshirt and I could rub suntan lotion on your back? Or you could do mine. We could set up a suntan-lotion train.
Reverend TimTom: And on that day you'll stand and shout
Axl: Uh... Hey, look at those guys in the pool. [Sean and Darrin jump around hugging each other] That looks fun.

Bob: Frankie, seriously, give me another chance. I got distracted when that guy started singing. It was like he was speaking to me.

Sue: Reverend TimTom? I was trying to raise money so the church could afford to keep you. I tried my best, but I only raised $6.12. Will this keep you here another week? At least until I get my bake sale up and running.
Reverend TimTom: Oh, honey, I'm not leaving because the church can't afford to keep me. I'm leaving because I gotta keep roving. It's who I am. I'm TimTom, the roving rev. I hear there's a lot of troubled teens in Dayton, so I gotta move on.
Sue: But I just found you and now you're leaving? You gave me hope, but now everything just seems impossible.
Reverend TimTom: You know, if you take the "im" off of "impossible," what do you get?
Sue: Im?
Reverend TimTom: No, the other half.
Sue: Possible?
Reverend TimTom: That's right, Sue Heck. Possible.
Sue: You remembered my name. You only met me twice and you remembered my name. That's why you have to stay. You get me. When you go to Dayton, what's gonna happen to me?
Reverend TimTom: I'll tell you what's gonna happen to you, Sue Heck. [plays guitar and sings] You're gonna be just fine You're gonna be all right You don't have to change a thing You're super keen and out of sight You heard it from Reverend Tim Tom Don't let people drag you down There's a power up there Can you feel it now? [birds chirp] Don't let them try to change you Don't let 'em chip away at who you are
Axl: It's a miracle. Thank you, old guitar dude.
Reverend TimTom: Don't let them try to change you Don't let 'em chip away at who you are

Frankie: Oh, Mike. You looked into her eyes and told her you understand? You can't do that to a woman.
Mike: Yeah, apparently not. I guess all this with a personality is too much. I need to hold some back. Honestly, though, nothing happened.
Frankie: Stop saying that. I know.
Mike: Really?
Frankie: Yeah. That's the flip side to having a husband who's brutally honest. I know you're never gonna lie to me.
Mike: Oh, you don't know that.
Frankie: Yes, I do.
Mike: You don't know. Lot of opportunities out there for a guy like me who knows how to listen.
Frankie: I'm done talking to you now.

Old Man: I've been looking for you. You know, some people like to use ladybugs as their pest control. I like poison. Good old American poison.
Frankie: [v.o.] Yeah, Mike and Brick were never gonna be social butterflies, but when times got rough, they figured a way to help each other out.
Old Man: ...stock up with root vegetables like potatoes and rutabagas...
Brick: Dad, I am terribly sorry to interrupt, but I have an emergency that requires your immediate attention over there.
Mike: I'm sorry. My son needs my help. Another time?
Old Man: I look forward to it.

Mrs. Tompkins: Welcome, parents, to the first spring Social-Skills-athon. We at the Social Skills Group are excited to show you the wonderful progress we've made. First up, Brick and Zack will demonstrate a reciprocal conversation. Boys.
Zack: Hi, Brick. How are you?
Brick: Fine. Thanks for asking, Zack. How are you?
Zack: I'm fine. [they bow]
Mike: How much are we paying for this again?
Frankie: Mike.

Sue: Um... Reverend TimTom, can I ask you something?
Reverend TimTom: Sure. What's on your mind?
Marcy: Reverend, are we still going on the field trip next week to explore God's wonders?
Reverend TimTom: Yes, we are, Marcy, but I was talking to this young lady first.
Sue: Um... Reverend TimTom, I was wondering if you'd like to come to our barbecue this weekend. You can bring your guitar.
Reverend TimTom: Ah, that'd be beautiful. I'll be moving to my next parish after the field trip so that'll be a nice goodbye for me. Give me a good sendoff.
Sue: [walks over to a boy] Is that true? Is Reverend TimTom leaving?
Boy: Yeah, I heard since they refinished the pews, the parish doesn't have enough money to keep him.
Sue: But he gets me.
[As Sue removes her Hawaii lei, it gets caught in her braces]

Frankie: [v.o.] Sue was devastated to be losing Reverend Tim Tom almost as soon as she found him. But Sue being Sue was not gonna give up.
Sue: Hi. I'm collecting money to keep Reverend TimTom in the church. He really gets teens.

Brick: Hi. My name's Brick. So, what do you like to do?
[The boy punches Brick in the stomach]