(Cate finds a sullen Bridget in the attic)
Hey, Bridg. I thought I heard something up here. What are you doing?
Reading The Diary of Anne Frank. Mom, I don't think I can do this.
Well, honey, when you get to a word you don't know, just sound it out.
I mean, how could I have taken on the role of Anne Frank? She's just so incredibly wise and brave. I mean, I came up here to see what it was like to be her. I just can't do her justice. I can't.
I know you never see this side of me, but it's true. Sometimes I can be a little bit superficial. I'm just not Anne material. Think I should quit? Because it's not like I'd be letting anybody down. There are tons of girls that could do a way better job than I can. I should quit, right?
Well...do you want to quit?
No. I don't wanna quit. But I don't wanna embarrass myself. I don't wanna embarrass you either.
Oh, that's just crazy, honey. But do you want to quit?
I don't know what else to do. I'm out of my depth.
Wow, you really did read the book. Well...I don't think you should quit. I think you can do it. I know you can do it.
It just doesn't seem right that I play Anne. We're nothing alike. I mean, we have a nice attic, and a nice house...I can go to sleep at night when it's dark, in a warm bed...I can leave whenever I want...I don't know, my life is easy. I just have not experienced that kind of hardship.
Well, I can't imagine anyone playing the part has that kind of experience, but an actor finds things to draw on. You know, you have had your share of sadness. Start there.
Rory (to Jim): I've got this friend who keeps showing up when he's not wanted.
I can't. He doesn't have any ears. I mean he shows up all the time. He's there in the morning. He's there in the shower. I understand why he's there when Missy Kleinfeld walks by. But Hunter and I were haveing cheeseburgers and he was there too.
Oh, yeah, yeah. You know when I was your age, my friend kept showing up too. We were like Hope and Crosby.
Who? You do realize I'm talking about my—
Yeah, yeah, yeah. We're talking about the same thing, son. What you're going through is perfectly normal.
How can this be normal? I can barely walk.
Calm down. See this is what happens with a boy your age. Well, in time it will pass. It's a phase. Usually when you get married it will go away completely.
So it's normal. Good thanks. So what am I supposed to do in the meantime?
Well try to avoid any situations where your friend, you know, tada. You know I'm always telling you to stand up straight, don't hunch over and get your hands out of your pockets.
Well hunch over and put them back in.
Jim (to C.J.): You look me in the eye and you tell me the truth. Why did it take so long to come pay your respects to your Uncle Paul?
And C.J., be honest for once.
I was ashamed. You know he was the only guy who said I'd be somebody and I never was. I almost called him one time when I was running the Tilt-A-Whirl but all the parents freaked out because I was dialing instead of "paying attention" to their kids.
Bridget, are those new pants?
Yeah. How did you pay for them?
Umm, with your credit card. Don't you remember? You said Lulu's is having a sale on towels can you go buy some for the guest bathroom use your own judgement. So on the way to the towels I saw these leather pants that were on sale and I remembered C.J. saying you're so wannabe without the leathers and my judgement said you don't want to be a wannabe and I thought judgement you are so right!
That made no sense, but at least you had the presence of mind to drag me into it.
Dad, what did we say about hitting C.J. with your cane?
Not to do it. It's cause of him I'm using the damn cane, tripping over his damn extension cord, bruising my hip. Now I can't stand up. I can't walk.
Dad, let's be positive. There must be something you can do.
I remember in high school, I needed a duffle bag to carry all the cards I got. Oh, you don't believe me. I may not be much now as a result of some hard and yes questionable living, but back in high school, I was buff, young, and tan. Good looking. I was the man.
Oh yeah, show us your yearbook.
The man was sick on picture day.
Jeremy (to Bridget): You're not as dumb as you look.
Hey, you're not as dull as you look.
Well, look at you. A grammatically correct insult.
Kerry (to Bridget): They're not geeks, they're academics.
Okay, I'm not an academic and I don't want to stick out. So is there anything I need to know?
Yeah, history, poetry, philosophy, addition.
