Mr. Roland: [Drake has just been in the chemical shower] Sit down Drake.
[Drake ignores him]
Mr. Roland: Drake, sit down!
Drake Parker: No! Josh!
Josh Nichols: What?
Drake Parker: I'm sorry. I was wrong, OK? I was wrong!
Josh Nichols: What do you mean?
Drake Parker: Man, I'm sorry I made you late for your exam, I'm sorry I ran over your bike! I'm sorry I'm probably the worst brother in the world and you're way better off without me. And I need you more than you need me, I need you way more than you need me! I just-I just... I'm sorry Josh... I'm sorry...
[walks out of the classroom]
Mr. Roland: Josh, would you like to speak to Drake?
Josh Nichols: [pauses] No, sir.
Drake Parker: Well, then stop being mad at me.
Josh Nichols: I told you I'm not mad with you. I'm done.
Drake Parker: What do you mean done?
Josh Nichols: I dont want anything to do with you anymore.
Drake Parker: So? What? You're just going to move out?
Josh Nichols: No, this is a house where I live and I guess we'll be roommates until the day I leave for college but that's all we'll be. I'm done with you.