dialouge:  Listen, Jerry. I-I-I don't want to overstep my bounds or anything. It's your
                      house. It's your world. You're a real Julius Caesar but I'll tell you
                      something—tell you how I feel about school, Jerry. It's a waste of time.
                          Jerry stares incredulously at him) Buncha people running around,
                          bumping into each other. G-guy up front says, "two plus two." The people in
                          the back say, "four." Then the—then the bell rings, and they give you a
                          carton of milk and a piece of paper that says you can go take a dump or
                          something. I mean, it's not a place for smart people, Jerry. And I know
                          that's not a popular opinion, but it's my two cents on the issue. (wipes his
                          mouth and gets up, stopping behind Beth and putting a hand on her shoulder)
                          This was a good breakfast, Beth. You really made the crap out of those eggs.
                          I wish your mother was here to eat them. (Rick gives Beth a kiss and walks
                          away.