Julie Camden Hastings : This was a mistake. I'm never leaving Erica again, ever!
Mary Camden : Please don't say that.
Dr. Hank Hastings : We come home, the house is a mess, the baby is a mess, there's another baby here we don't even know. You had guests over after we told you not to, and you were drinking. What is wrong with you?
Frankie : [to Mary] I came all this way to beg you in person. Please watch Mercy. Please. Be my friend, and do me this one favor. I just need an hour, and your sister said your aunt and uncle would be gone all day.
Frankie : I think Johnny's cheating on me. I want to follow him - catch him in the act. And I can't do that unless you watch Mercy.
Mary Camden : [hesitates] One hour, right?
Frankie : Two hours max.
Mary Camden : Please don't blow this.
Frankie : I won't. I won't. I'll just go get Mercy.
Mary Camden : You left her in the car?
Frankie : I rolled the window down. Man... you're the best friend ever.
Mary Camden : Yeah, or the stupidest friend ever.
Mary Camden : The beer isn't mine, it's Frankie's. Frankie drank it.
Dr. Hank Hastings : That's your defense: "the beer belongs to my pot-smoking friend?" How stupid do you think we are?
Julie Camden Hastings : Let's just forget the fact that I'm a recovering alcoholic, and that any trace of alcohol in my house doesn't exactly make me happy. Let's assume that you're telling the truth - it's not your beer. Let's talk about how you, my underage niece, happens to have be involved with an underage friend who has beer. What's happened to you? Who are you?