Felicia: Excuses, corrupt stories, bold-faced lies. You keep coming up with them, Maxie. You had no business going to that party at Vista Point.

Maxie: Yeah, well, it's not like you've never snuck off before. Not even after Luke Spencer, huh?

Felicia: This isn't about me. I don't want you anywhere near Vista Point. Do you understand me?

Lucas: Hey. Vista point was my idea. Maxie didn't even want to go.

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Felicia: It's gallant of you to shoulder all the blame, Lucas, but Maxie went to that party on her own free will.

Maxie: Yeah, and I had a great time.

Felicia: You're grounded until further notice.

Maxie: Whatever you say, Mom.

Felicia: I'll have to tell Bobbie that you went to that after-hours party at Vista Point.

Lucas: Do what you got to do.

Felicia: Thanks.

Maxie: Thanks for trying.

Lucas: Hey, we're in this together.

Maxie: Yeah, well, you just got yourself in even more trouble.

Lucas: Well, it'll just go on the list of things I've been doing wrong anyway -- something about how Lucas is trashing his future and hurting the people that he loves most. You get used to it.

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Bobbie: I can't believe what Felicia told me. Dragging Maxie off to an after-hours party at Vista Point?

Lucas: Well, believe it.

Bobbie: Lucas, what's going on with you? You're missing homework, you're skipping school. After-hours parties? What are you doing? Why are you trashing your life?

Lucas: Oh, and hurting the people I love most?

Bobbie: You find this funny? Are you trying to self-destruct?

Lucas: Who's trying? Just comes naturally.

Bobbie: Ok. No internet, no phone calls after 8:00, no TV.

Lucas: Why don't you just send me to prison?

Bobbie: How would you feel about military school? It's a real possibility if you don't shape up.

Lucas: Hey, kids. Don't try that one at home.

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Lucas: "Brief summary of 'Romeo and Juliet.'" One paragraph? What kind of assignment is that?

Georgie: So rent the movie, fast-forward through the boring parts, write a couple of sentences, and it's no big deal. Take, like, two seconds.

Lucas: Yeah, more like two days. I hate to write.

Georgie: Well, with my laptop, it's no big deal.

Lucas: Yeah, not unless you don't mind torturing yourself.

Georgie: You don't know how to type?

Lucas: Maybe that's my problem.

Georgie: Well, how about you dictate and I type?

Lucas: Sounds good.