Luke and Kevin in “The Devil Made Me Do It”

[Knocking on the door frame] I brought you the stuff you needed.

The stuff you bought for me, you mean? I don't need it. I'm getting rid of all my toys.

Well, scale models are not toys.

It's time for me to grow up.

I wasn't aware that was something you could just decide.

I was the perfect big brother. Come on, admit it. I'm stronger, faster, better-looking.

Well, not better-looking.

It's a reality, kid. Face it. People were nice to you because you were Kevin Girardi's kid brother. Probably kept you from being beat up about a hundred times.

I do seem to attract threats of violence.

Last night, the natural order was reversed. You were the Big Brother. You were smarter and stronger and tougher.

And better-looking?

I'm the big brother in this family, in or out of the wheelchair, so get off of my cloud.

The cloud reference eludes me.

Yesterday... that will not happen again.

Are you apologizing to me? No, no, of course not. Why--why would you? It's an explanation, and that's enough.

If you can't get your money back, I'll reimburse you.

Well, that's ok. Of course. Yes, I can use the money. And you're fully capable.

You're going to be proud of me again.