Adult Dean: After sharing his experience with us, it seemed like Bruce was finally getting back to being himself.
Dean: Is this your friend Brian?
Bruce: Yeah, that's him and his little sister. He always kept it in his pocket, just like I kept a picture of me, you, and Kim. I'm sending these things over to his folks.
Adult Dean: Looking at that picture of Brian and his sister, I felt a connection to them, too.
Dean: She's very pretty. What's her name?
Bruce: Gwendolyn. But he called her Winnie.

Bruce: I did something earlier today, but I realize there's something that I probably should've told you guys before.
Bill: Whatever it is, you can tell us now.
Bruce: It was late, pitch black. We were on patrol, ready to head back, when out of nowhere, we started taking fire. We were pinned down. I called for retreat and started pulling my men off the line. I could see that we had three men down already, so my friend Brian and I went back to get them. And we were able to pull them back to safety, but we were still under fire, and I guess that's when I got hit. I called out to see if Brian was okay, but he didn't respond. I was hurt, and I couldn't stay there... I couldn't stay there and put my men in any more danger. On the battlefield, you only have a second to make a decision.
Bill: Sounds like you really earned that Bronze Star.
Bruce: That's what they, uh, say in the write-up that you asked about. They call me some hero. I can't even finish reading it. I should've been able to save my friend.
Adult Dean: We all wanted to tell him that he did the right thing and he could've died, but none of us could come up with the words that would make him feel better.
Bruce: And I guess, in some way... I was rushing things with Tammy, because after everything that happened over there, I... Brian... he won't get a chance to get married. He won't get a chance to have kids.
Lillian: I'm so sorry about your friend, son.
Bruce: Those medals, they're not for us. They're for everybody else.
Bill: Son... you didn't get that star for what you did over there. You got it for who you were before you went.
Bruce: We always said that if anything ever happened to one of us, we would write to the other one's family. But... I don't know. I felt so guilty, I couldn't even bring myself to do it.
Lillian: Try. If the situation were reversed, I'd want to hear from Brian.

Bruce: [scoffs] Mama, more treats? They were able to save my arm, but all this sugar's gonna make them cut off my foot.

Tammy: I'm surprised you all haven't mentioned the age difference yet.
Lillian: Well, there is that.
Bruce: Well, Mama, you and Dad aren't the same age, either.
Lillian: Son, three years apart is different than...
Tammy: More than three years. You know, a lady never tells her age. [laughs]
Lillian: I'm 41. You?

Tammy: Um, well, I made some of your favorite butter cookies like I used to.
Lillian: [laughs] Well, oatmeal raisin is his favorite.
Bruce: Mama's right. They... used to be.
Lillian: Used to be? I guess you've been over there tasting everybody's cookies.
Tammy: Um...
[As Tammy offers a cookie to Dean, Lillian shoots him a stern look]
Adult Dean: Nope. I wasn't about to end up in the hospital, too.

Bruce: Hey, Dean, ready to go to the park and practice your swing?
Dean: Yes, I am. I want you to teach me how to hit a home run.
Kim: You can't teach "be somebody else." [chuckles]

Joey: Ooh, cool! [paper rustles]
Dean: No. Don't touch that! It's supposed to stay in the plastic. You got fingerprints on it.
Adult Dean: Okay. That kid just took my Daredevil from mint to near mint.

Adult Dean: It had been over an hour since Joey stole from Bruce's desk, and the kid hadn't cracked. That little grifter had ice water running through his veins. I was kind of impressed.

Tammy: Joseph. Explain yourself.
Joey: I-I was gonna give it back, but I just wanted to bring it to school for show-and-tell.
Tammy: So you stole it?
Bruce: No, no, i-it... It's okay. Um, I don't mind.
Tammy: No, it's not okay. Give it back now. And when we get home, you are gonna get it.
Dean: Oh, I'm sure there's a belt here you could use.

Tammy: I'm so sorry, guys. I don't... [sighs] I don't know what's gotten into him. He's not usually like this.
Bill: More importantly, when were you planning on telling us you were awarded the Bronze Star?
Bruce: It's, uh... It's not a big deal.
Bill: It's a huge deal. They only give it out for heroic action in combat. They do a write-up about it and everything. What's it doing inside your drawer in your room?
Lillian: Heroic action? Was that from when you got hurt?
Bruce: [scoffs] Mama, they pass those things out all the time.
Bill: The hell they do. Why you downplaying it?
Bruce: 'Cause it's getting late, and Tammy needs to take Joey home.