- Trent Pearson: Okay, what's going on? Why were you guys following me?
- Susan Pearson: We just wanted to see if you were going to that party.
- Trent Pearson: But I told you I wasn't.
- Bill Pearson: But you told all your friends you were.
- Trent Pearson: How do you know that?
- Susan Pearson: We checked out your Facebook page.
- Trent Pearson: Wait, you were on my Facebook page? You had no right to do that, the page is my private space.
- Bill Pearson: All right, Trent, wait. Wait.
- Trent Pearson: How did you even figure out my password?
- Susan Pearson: Honey, 1234?
- Trent Pearson: No it wasn't! It was One thousand, two hundred... oh.
- Trent Pearson: Just promise me you won't go on my Facebook page anymore.
- Bill Pearson: [Susan nods in agreement] Promise. But just to be safe, why don't you come up with a better password.
- Trent Pearson: Okay.
- [starts to go upstairs]
- Susan Pearson: Oh, and don't just make it 12345.
- [Trent nods]
- Bill Pearson: Or Trent.
- Trent Pearson: How do you guys do that? It's like you're in my head!
- [goes upstairs]
- Susan Pearson: It's gonna be Raffles.
- Bill Pearson: Thank God he's got my looks.
- Lauren Pearson: It's like dad says, Raffles will come out when he's hungry.
- Bryan Pearson: Sure. Just leave Raffles just like you left me at school. Leaver.
- Lauren Pearson: Ugh. Will you get over that?
- Bryan Pearson: Do you know who hangs out at the parking lot at that hour? Big scary sixth graders who just got out of detention!
- Trent Pearson: Yeah, I did time in sixth grade D. Those were the days.
- Lauren Pearson: Okay Brian, I'm sorry I was late.
- Bryan Pearson: Oh, were you late? I didn't notice. I was too busy hyperventilating into a paper bag.
- Susan Pearson: [trying to sneak into his Facebook profile] Shoot, he's got a password.
- Bill Pearson: Good, because this is a huge invasion of his privacy and I don't want to have anything to do with it.
- Susan Pearson: I'm in.
- Bill Pearson: Already?
- Susan Pearson: Yeah. It's Trent. His password is 1234
- Bill Pearson: That kid's head is just a bucket of hair.
- Lauren Pearson: [crawling under Faulkner's house to get Brian] Rainbows and butterflies. Rainbows and butterflies. Aaarghh, spiders approaching, spiders approaching, they're in my hair!
- Bryan Pearson: All right, about another foot there's this giant spider web.
- Lauren Pearson: AAAAAARRRRRGGGGGHHHH!
- Bryan Pearson: That would be the one.
- Lauren Pearson: [still under the house after getting Brian unstuck] Let's get out of here.
- Bryan Pearson: It's ok, you don't have to hold my hand.
- Lauren Pearson: I'm not holding your hand.
- Lauren Pearson: [both quickly crawl out screaming, then Lauren sees Brian looking at his hands outside] What are you doing?
- Bryan Pearson: Making sure I have all my fingers.