Liz:Your brother is so hot.
Ashley:If you think so, Liz.
Sarah Taylor:If only the thought of him didn't make me gag. Sorry. I didn't really mean that.
Ashley:It's okay. I understand. Remember, I live with him.
Mr. Pratt:Do know what time Colton came home?
Mrs. Pratt:He wasn't here last night at midnight when I checked, but he's here now.
Ashley:He got home at 3:43 in the morning. He woke me up when he hit his foot against his weights. That's two nights in a row past midnight. I can't wait till MY curfew doesn't exist
Mrs. Pratt:Colton has a curfew. He just chooses not to follow it, and he will suffer the consequences.
Ashley:You know, I always thought that if you got hurt or died or something I wouldn't care, because you could be such a jerk, but I haven't slept well since the accident. I'm glad you're okay.
Sarah Taylor:I saw you at church on Sunday.
Colton Pratt:Yeah. Makes two weeks in a row.
Sarah Taylor:Are you going for a medal?
Sarah Taylor:Why is it when you win you get carried off on people's shoulders, but when you lose you blame your team.
Colton Pratt:[talking about his near-death experience]I kept hearing warnings. It was like being told everything I've ever done wrong - and not like your parents lecturing you, but serious.
Sarah Taylor:I'd never'd done it without you.
Colton Pratt:Yeah, you could, but thanks for letting me help.