- Michael: What's with the forks?
- Harper: Ammunition
- Michael: These belong to Gabi
- Harper: So get her new ones
- Michael: And what she comes back and sees what you did? Then what?
- Harper: I mean seriously, do you really think that when she comes home all that she will care about are the lousy forks?
- Michael: Yeah I believe it. I have to believe it, man, I mean its all I've got!
- Harper: Your breath smells
- Michael: I guess I'm hungry