Joan of Arcadia, Season One

Luke:
[Knocking on the door frame] I brought you the stuff you needed.

Kevin:
The stuff you bought for me, you mean? I don't need it. I'm getting rid of all my toys.

Luke:
Well, scale models are not toys.

Kevin:
It's time for me to grow up.

Luke:
I wasn't aware that was something you could just decide.

Kevin:
I was the perfect big brother. Come on, admit it. I'm stronger, faster, better-looking.

Luke:
Well, not better-looking.

Kevin:
It's a reality, kid. Face it. People were nice to you because you were Kevin Girardi's kid brother. Probably kept you from being beat up about a hundred times.

Luke:
I do seem to attract threats of violence.

Kevin:
Last night, the natural order was reversed. You were the Big Brother. You were smarter and stronger and tougher.

Luke:
And better-looking?

Kevin:
I'm the big brother in this family, in or out of the wheelchair, so get off of my cloud.

Luke:
The cloud reference eludes me.

Kevin:
Yesterday... that will not happen again.

Luke:
Are you apologizing to me? No, no, of course not. Why--why would you? It's an explanation, and that's enough.

Kevin:
If you can't get your money back, I'll reimburse you.

Luke:
Well, that's ok. Of course. Yes, I can use the money. And you're fully capable.

Kevin:
You're going to be proud of me again.