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: Look, I'm sorry. Let me finish, OK? I-I was wrong, OK? I was wrong!
Josh Nichols: What do you mean?
Drake Parker: I need you more than you need me, I need you WAY more than you need me! Alright, I'm sorry! Man, I'm sorry I made you late for your exam, and I'm sorry I ran over your bike, and I... I'm sorry I'm probably the worst brother in the world and, you know, you're way better off without me, you know, I just-I just need you to understand that I... I just... Sorry Josh... I'm sorry...
[walks out of the classroom]
Mr. Roland: Josh, would you like to speak to Drake?
Josh Nichols: [pauses] No. 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.