Dr. Eden Minerva: Lord, grant me the strength to accept the things I cannot change; Courage to change the things I can; And wisdom to know the difference.
Craig: Do you like music?
Noelle: Do you like breathing?
Bobby: See, that's the part I don't get, Craig. I mean, you're cool, you're smart, you're talented. You have a family that loves you. You know, what I would do just to be you, for just a day? I would... I would do so much. I would... I don't know. I would just... I'd just live. Like it meant something.
Craig: Time felt different back then. Like there was more of it.
Craig: You've had it figured out all along, Muqtada. Never get out of the bed.
Noelle: You know, Vampire Weekend's doing a show at the end of the month. Would you wanna go?
Craig: Yes, I would! With you, right?
Noelle: No, with Solomon. Yeah, with me!
Bobby: I got in.
Craig: In what?
Bobby: In your mama.
Craig: Seeing someone lose it like that. You know, it reminded me of how I feel sometimes. Like I'm on the verge of just blowing up. All the stress and pressure and anxiety just bubbling up. But I'm never able to let it out like that. You know, I just keep it inside.
Dr. Eden Minerva: So, let's talk about your parents.
Craig: You think I can change my parents?
Dr. Eden Minerva: No, but I'm a psychiatrist, so I have to ask you about them at some point.
Craig: Take my dad. I just saw him today, like... and he knows I'm here 'cause I'm stressed out, but he still brings up the Gates application. It's, like, "Get a clue, Dad. There's something bigger going on here."
Dr. Eden Minerva: And what's that?
Craig: I don't know. But it feels big.
Bobby: I don't get wrapped up in a bunch of stuff I can't have.
Johnny: Relax, it's just for fun, bro.
Bobby: That's not fun. That's propaganda, man. All those Madison Avenue types telling you how to live your life. Fast cars, hot chicks... Reese's Pieces... Gucci... Werther's Original. I don't buy into that bullshit!
Bobby: Well, well, well! Still working on it, Cool Craig?
Craig: It's not what you think.
Bobby: I think the two of you were playing the question game outside, that's what I think.
Craig: ...Well, I... guess it is what you think then.
Bobby: I thought so.
