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- Simon: Hey, what's going on?
- Ruthie: Go away.
- Simon: Go away? Come on, it's... it's me, it's Simon... I'm your favorite sibling, I'm the guy you shared a room with, let me in... come on, Cecilia already won't talk to me, I can't take you not talking to me too.
- Simon: Who do you think you are, grabbing the phone out of my hand like that?
- Ruthie: Someone who needed to make a phone call and I made it, so you can have your stupid phone back.
- Simon: Isn't it a rule in this house that we have to respect each other or at least pretend to respect each other?
- Ruthie: Well, no one respects me. No one even pretends to.
- Simon: Ruthie... how ya doing?
- Ruthie: Fine, how are you doing?
- Simon: Fine... but I'm not in school.
- Ruthie: ...bye.
- Simon: Wait... how is school?
- Ruthie: Fine, except for algerbra.
- Simon: You're lying... no one said anything to you about me?
- Ruthie: Well, why would they?
- Simon: Becase I'm your brother and... the kid on the bike was your age.
- Ruthie: He didn't go to my school.
- Simon: Look, you don't have to protect me. I have it easier than you, I'm not in school.
- Ruthie: [hugs him] Simon, no one has it harder than you.
- Simon: I guess my inner voice was telling me... you're going to hell anyway for killing that guy... so I might as well have sex.
- Ruthie: You're the worst babysitter I ever had.
- Simon: That's not what you said two hours ago.
- Ruthie: Yeah, well that was before you made me wear the staircase.
- Ruthie: Bad words make me sound bad.
- Simon: No, bad words make you sound stupid.
- Ruthie: You two better not make a lot of noise and wreck my date.
- Simon: It's not a date, it's a play date. You're eight. I'm going on a date.
- Annie: It's not a date, you're twelve. It's a birthday dinner.
- Simon: We're all just pawns being manipulated by the corruption of politics and big business anyway. Knowing about our health and environment, we just make bigger gas guzzling SUV's, package the... the food in plastic which leaches poisons into our bodies, sell arms to other countries, then declare war on them because they use them, and make paper towels and tissue? That'll only promote waste.
- Ruthie: Good night, Simon, love you.
- Simon: Yeah... I love you too... but you don't have to say it every night.
- Rev. Camden: You know what the scariest thing in my life is?
- Simon: Those bowling shoes?
- Simon: What's for breakfast?
- Annie: Any cereal in the cupboard you want.
- Simon: [to Deena] What about Ruthie as Maid of Honor?
- Ruthie: No thanks. I don't want to be anyone's maid. I don't clean good. No elbow power.
- Eric: Do you want me to help?
- Simon: Do I want you to help me? Of course, I want you to help me. But you can't. I have to be a grown up tonight.
- Lucy: Is there anything you want to tell me?
- Simon: Aren't you that Camden who finds out everything last? You know, 'cause if I change something as basic to the family structure as that, this family might just fall apart.
- Lucy: I doubt it.
- Ruthie: I don't think I'll be wearing this hat any more.
- Simon: [completely unaware that his sister dropped it in the toilet] Hey, I'll take it.
- Ruthie: Okay.
- Simon: Okay, okay I'm flexible.
