- Megan: [reading her fortune] "You're a beautiful star that shines in the night." Yeah, that's about right.
- David Lee: It isn't fair. I do all the work around here; you never give me a break.
- Dad: Everyone pitches in.
- David Lee: Yeah, but no one works as hard as *I* do. If it weren't for me, this stupid restaurant would go under. You know, I wish I *would* go under so I wouldn't have to slave here anymore.
- Dad: I will pretend I didn't hear that!
- Theresa Lee: You know, I'm not a dope; you don't have to worry about me all the time.
- David Lee: No. Just when I'm awake.
- David Lee: [of the angel pin she gave him for helping him study] What's this for?
- Theresa Lee: Because, you're my guardian angel.
- Grandfather Lee: You have grand dreams, David. But remember, there is a time for everything. Appreciate what is *before* your eyes, for he who looks too far down the road ahead, may wander off the path for him.
- David Lee: Yeah... Thanks, Gramps.
- [he grins and heads off]
- David Lee: And that means...?
- Theresa Lee: How should I know? He gave *you* the box.
- David Lee: [reading] "One should learn perfect existence through imperfect existence"... What kind of a dumb fortune is that?
- David Lee: You really *don't* know me. It's like I never was a part of this family.
- Theresa Lee: Lucky you.
- David Lee: [sees the comic based off his characters on the bed with her things] You know, I created this.
- Theresa Lee: Yeah? You must be pretty rich, then. So Mr. Comic-Book Dude, does being rich make *you* happy?
- David Lee: Wait - please. Those fortune cookies - I don't know, they have some kind of magic in them. They're the only way; I have to make things right again.
- Theresa Lee: Right? What do you mean, right? You're a rich comic-book guy; things are perfect for you.