Axl: I would just like to point out I didn't get to miss a week of school my senior year. You people owe me a full week of leisure time.
Brick: What about me?! It's hard enough being the weird kid. Try being the weird kid who shows up a week late. [whispers underwater] Week late.

Brick: My classmates are definitely getting more mature. Boys are sitting with girls now. There's a kid in the locker room with a beard. If I don't act, I could get left behind, so I dug deep and really did some soul searching, and I figured out what my problem is. I need a new backpack.
Axl: Uh-huh.
Brick: I'm using my "Shaq-will" O'Neal one, and according to a guy on a sports team, he's not even playing anymore. So I'm changing it up. It's a whole new Brick this year. And the new Brick carries... A messenger bag.
Axl: Here's your first message... no one cares.
Brick: Oh-ho, I think they will. See, the beauty of a messenger bag is you can adjust it to your mood. Left, right, over the shoulder, over the chest. Hmm. Maybe with just a slight adjustment. [the bag sags to the floor] I think this is how they're wearing it these days.

Mike: I hope he's not gonna charge us to do the whole thing again. It's gonna put us in the poor house. Look at her. It's like a demolition derby going on in there. She's gonna have braces on for six more years. She'll have them on at her wedding.
Sue: What?!
Axl: Why are we still throwing money at this? Just move her to a bell tower in Paris and call it a day. [squirts whipped cream into his mouth]

Frankie: [v.o.] Ah, summer. There's nothing like it. And this was the best one we had in ages. Maybe it was 'cause we had nowhere to go. Maybe it was 'cause we had nothing to do. I don't know. It was just a nice, relaxing summer. Boss Co. branched out into landscaping. Brick actually put down his book and picked up a new hobby. Sue spent her summer getting ready for her senior year... A year she dubbed "The Year of Sue." Mike WD-40'd everything in the house. And I finally got around to flipping our mattress. Yep. After all these years, we finally got it down. It was summer the way it was meant to be... nice and lazy. It felt like the longest summer ever.

Nancy: I thought I heard something going on back here. What are you guys doing in the pool in the middle of the day?
Frankie: Oh, you know, just enjoying the last Friday of summer before school starts.
Nancy: Frankie, school started on Monday.
Sue: What?!
Frankie: What?!
Axl: Classic.
Frankie: Wait, how could this happen? Why didn't anybody tell us?!
Nancy: It was posted right on the school website.
Sue: Oh, my God, Mom. You didn't check the website?! Oh, my God. Why didn't you check the website?!
Frankie: I can never remember my password!

Sue: [groans] The Year of Sue is ruined! I missed everything. I missed all the sign-ups for all the committees. I missed the senior panoramic picture. I missed the candlelight ceremony where the seniors light the candles for the juniors. I missed the senior pep rally and the senior spirit rally, and I know those sound like the same thing, but they are not.
Frankie: Honey, I know it's not an ideal situation.
Sue: Oh, no. And you haven't even heard the worst of it.
Frankie: I haven't?
Sue: Christine Feltkelner, the only other person in the senior class with braces, got her braces off over the summer, which makes me the only senior in the whole school who still has braces. And don't tell me if I am the only one, that is what makes me special. That worked with the Terry-cloth pants grandma made me, but not with this.
Frankie: Sue, I know it seems like you're never gonna get them off, and I don't get it, either. They look perfect to me. But you just have to hang in there. You're so close.
Sue: Am I? Am I? Because every time I go to Dr. Niller, he says, "Three more months." I go in March, and he says, "Three more months." I go in June, and he says, "Three more months." I go in September, and he says, "Three more months." See? Look, I circled it on the calendar.
Brick: While you were circling things on the calendar, maybe you could have circled the first day of school.

Frankie: No. No more months. You know, I've been on your side, but enough is enough. Look at her. Look at this bite. What is wrong with this bite, Dr. Niller? Hmm? These teeth are perfect!
Dr. Niller: They may look good to the naked eye, but with a few more tweaks...
Frankie: No. No more tweaks. It's been eight years, for God's sakes. There comes a time when you have to say, "The cake is done," and take it out of the oven.
Dr. Niller: I know you're frustrated, but the bone is just a little spongy.
Frankie: Spongy bone. I'll tell you what's spongy... your bank account, 'cause it's sucking up all our money. And don't think we don't know about the lake house you bought, 'cause it was in the paper. Maybe next time, you don't brag about it on the front page.
Dr. Niller: I know this is an emotional time, but, Sue, you're a very difficult case. Your premolars were literally facing the wrong direction. She had a tooth growing out of the roof of her mouth! She's in a book of dental abnormalities!
Frankie: You know what book she should be in? The Guinness book, because she's had braces longer than any human being in history. Let us go, Dr. Niller. Your work here is done. And I know because I went to six and a half months of dental-assistant school, give or take a few absences, but they were excused. This is The Year of Sue, and it's not starting in three months. It's starting now.
Sue: Sue Heck needs a win.

Axl: Brick! Will you please go to bed? I have to be up by noon tomorrow.

Brick: I wouldn't worry about it too much. It's the natural order of things.
Axl: What do you mean?
Brick: [sighs] Adults are supposed to slow down. We were put here on earth to replace them. You replace Dad, Sue replaces Mom, and since I was a mistake, I don't replace anybody. I'm free to live my life as I choose.

Sue: I just don't get it. This was supposed to be The Year of Sue!
Mike: You know what, Sue? Maybe stop labeling things. Maybe just see what happens, and then give it a name.
Axl: Nice parenting, Mom. How did this even happen? I thought you went to dental school.
Frankie: I only went for six months, and I missed a lot of days, all right?