So now when I see all those World War II movies I know how it works.
I have one in eighth grade.
Whose fingers - yours or his?
Did you like the parade?
I'm the Mom - I gotta do this.
I did tell you. You block me out sometimes.
Oh dammit, we're never gonna get a seat now.
You can't be difficult right now.
Just walk forward - forward is the way the train is going.
You tell him. I don't want to sound like a robot.
Mother's dead, father's in Florida.
If someone was really sick he'd be dead by the time they got here.