Ashley: Would you go change? You kind of stink.
Amy: Yes, I know. Good night.
Ashley: Wait. (long silence) I stayed up because I wanted to ask you something. You're not...you're not, like, pregnant or anything, are you?
Amy: (stuttering) Wh...wh...why would you say something like that?
Ashley: Look, Amy, you're acting really weird lately, and you're stuttering again, so I know you're trying to cover something up. You're lying. You're lying all the time, and you're hungry all the time. You eat everything in sight, and you've gained weight, and you've got boobs. And you got sick? I mean, you love the carousel.
Amy: I know.
Ashley: So? (more silence) I won't tell them if you are. I won't tell anyone, I promise. You're gonna need me if you are, because you know they're gonna kill you, and you're gonna need a friend.
Amy: I have friends, Ashley.
Ashley: Not in this house. Not if you're having a baby. Just tell me. Are you? Are you having a baby?
Amy: (tears in her eyes) Yeah. Don't tell anyone, okay? I'll tell them when I need to.
Ashley: (to Amy, who's trying on a new top) When did you get boobs?
Anne: You know what, I think you're getting curves.
Amy: (stuttering) No, I don't think so.
Anne: (on Marsha Bowman) Are you kidding? She'd never let you wear that tube top.
Ashley: Well you won't let me wear it either.
Anne: You're wearing it aren't you?
Grace: Well, they're my parents. I have to do what they tell me. Don't you do what your parents tell you?
Ricky: Hell no!
Marc: Any plans for college?
Adrian: Maybe. I hear Indiana University has an awesome sex education programme.
Marc: Awesome, huh? I saw that you almost got a perfect score on the verbal study of PSAT. You know Columbia's got a great English lit department. Bet you'd really love New York.
Adrian: Well I really love sex...
Grace: I'm not a hero. I'm in big trouble.
Tom: You're a hero and you're in big trouble. What happened to Ricky's shirt? He's topless!
Grace: I don't know.
Tom: He's bad.
Grace: No he's isn't, i'm bad, I should never have threatened anyone. I don't know what I was thinking. Please, please, please do not say anything to mom and dad.
Tom: They are still going to find out.
Grace: Maybe not.
Tom: Yes, they are.
Grace: OK fine, but let me tell them.
Tom: Let me tell them.
Grace: No you can't cause you don't know what happened.
Tom: Yes, I do.
Grace: No you only know what you saw, I can explain, I'll explain, you have to let me explain.
Ashley: You're not going on a business trip, are you? (about her mother) What, did she kick you out of the house or something?
George: No one kicks me out of my house. You mind your own business and be a good girl.
Ashley: You seeing someone. You got a girlfriend or something?
George: This is not a conversation a father has with his daughter. And no, I'm not seeing someone. Your mother may think I am, but I'm not.
Ashley: Just don't go.
George: You know how you always want to be treated older, like an adult? Well, now...now is a good time to grow up a little bit and realize that things don't always work out like you want them to.
Ashley: (near tears) Please don't go, okay? I promise I'll do anything you want. I mean, I'll wear long skirts or high jeans. I won't wear makeup, and I won't dye my hair, and I'll get good grades, and I'll make decent friends like you're always telling me to. Just, Dad, please.
George: Ash, honey, please. This is hard enough.
Ashley: (crying) Dad.
George: (hugs her) It's not like I'm not gonna be around. I'll be around. I'll always be around for you.
Ashley: No, you won't. And I don't want to have divorced parents. Everyone has divorced parents. I don't want to be like everyone else.
George: I know, sweetheart. I know.
George: (about him and Anne) We're just taking a break. No one said anything about divorce here. We just need some time alone. Some time to think. I've got to go. I don't want you blaming yourself for anything that happens, all right? Because it's got nothing to do with you or Amy. Sometimes, things just happen.
Ashley: (backs away) "Things just happen"? No, things don't just happen. Things just happen when...why'd you have to cheat on her, man? I mean, she's pretty, she's smart, she's nice, and she's my mother! How could you leave her? How could you leave us, especially now?
George: How did Amy get in this situation anyway?
Ashley: Band camp.
George: See? I knew that French horn would come to no good!
Amy: Ben, I already told my mother it was Ricky's baby.
Adrian: What did ya do that for?
Ben (snaps at Adrian): Would you stay out of this please? (to Amy) What did ya do that for?
Amy: Ashley, you're going to be late for school.
Ashley: At least I won't be late for my period.
Mimsy: (to Amy) No shame. Not a moment of shame. Not with me, because I'm so proud of you. You are a wonderful girl! You are a wonderful girl! So, you're going to have a baby, so what? Who cares? Life must have wanted another beautiful creature on this planet. Who knows Life's plan? We don't know how this is all going to turn out... whether this is going to be a good thing or a bad thing, so don't worry about it, not a bit!
Ben: (to Mr. Molina) And what are you doing to yourself? Do you have anyone in your life, or are you just too scared of being miserable to get involved? Well, I'd rather be miserable and involved. That's just me.
Ashley: (about her father) Okay, Mom, you have to let him come home. I don't care if people knows that she's pregnant, or that he had an affair, or that you're doing whatever with Ben's dad, but I do care that people know we're poor. That is the ultimate humiliation!
