The Principal1987

Kimberly Latimer:
...A minute is all it takes for you to do huge damage, Rick. I've put up with all the frat-brat, Peter-Pan bullshit I can take.

Rick Latimer:
That's your therapist talking, not you.

Kimberly Latimer:
At least SOMEBODY was talking; YOU weren't. *I* tried to make things work, Rick. *I* didn't run out and get plastered every time we had a problem. I didn't quit on us; *you* did. You let it go, the way you let EVERYTHING go. Three jobs you blew. Then your father got you in at Willoughby College, and you blew that too.

Rick Latimer:
That's not *all* my fault. *You* had to show up in that bar with your DIVORCE ATTORNEY on your arm.

Kimberly Latimer:
Rick, grow up.

Rick Latimer:
I'm trying. I'm running a high school now; I'm in charge of it. I'm the principal.

Kimberly Latimer:
I heard. At *Brandel.* That doesn't count as a school.

Rick Latimer:
Now, what is THAT supposed to mean? [she drives off without answering]