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: FECK YOU! Elaine Miller
: HEY! Anita Miller
: This is a house of lies! Elaine Miller
: Well there it is, your sister used the "F" word. Young William
: I think she said "feck." Elaine Miller
: What's the difference? Young William
: The letter "u."
: First it was butter then it was sugar and white flour, bacon, eggs, balogna, rock 'n roll, motorcycles. Then! It was celebrating Christmas on a day in September when you knew it wouldn't be commercialized! What else are you gonna ban? Elaine Miller
: Honey, you want to rebel against knowledge, I'm trying to give you the cliffnotes on how to live life in this world. Anita Miller
: We're like nobody else I know! Elaine Miller
: I am a college professor. Why can't I teach my own kids? Use me! Anita Miller
: Darryl says that you use knowledge to keep me down. He says that I'm a "Yes" person and you are trying to raise us in a "No" environment. Elaine Miller
: Well, clearly "No" is a word Darryl doesn't hear much. Anita Miller
: I can't live here! I hate you! Even William hates you! Young William
: I don't hate her. Anita Miller
: You do hate her! You don't even know the truth. Elaine Miller
: Dramaqueen. Anita Miller
: Feck you! Elaine Miller
: Hey! Anita Miller
: This is a house of lies!
: This song explains why I'm leaving home to become a stewardess.
: One day you'll be cool. Look under your bed, it'll set you free.
: Listen to Tommy with a candle burning, and you'll see your entire future.
: [to William
] Your Dad was so proud of you. He knew you were a predominantly accelerated child. Anita Miller
: What about me? Elaine Miller
: You are rebellious and ungrateful of my love.
: All the kids make fun of him. They call him the Narc behind his back. Elaine Miller
: What's a narc? Anita Miller
: It's a narcotics officer. Elaine Miller
: Well, what's wrong with THAT?
: It's unfair that we can't listen to our music! Elaine Miller
: That's because it's music about drugs and promiscuous sex. Anita Miller
: Simon and Garfunkel is poetry! Elaine Miller
: Yes it's poetry. It's poetry of drugs and promiscuous sex. Honey, they're on pot.
: [talking to William at the airport, after his story was rejected by Rolling Stone
] You look awful, but it's great. You're living your life. You're free of Mom.
[William makes a face at her
] Anita Miller
: Hey, I'll take off work. Let's have an adventure together - you and me - finally. Anywhere you wanna go, anywhere in the world. Anita Miller
: [cut to the Miller's house
] This is not my idea of a good time.