Andrew McCarthy credited as playing...
Cecil Sweeney
- Cecil Sweeney: [Mr. Sweeney is drinking alcohol in a bar and Moonie is drinking cola beside him] You know, I developed alcoholism early-on, actually. How'd you get in here?
- Moonie Pottie: The door guy. I'm a friend of his. How'd you get in?
- Cecil Sweeney: It's recess.
- Moonie Pottie: Hey, listen to me. They're gonna want to send me away, so save my scholarship, buddy-boy.
- Cecil Sweeney: What'll happen to me if you go?
- Moonie Pottie: You'll have to live your own life, I guess.
- Cecil Sweeney: [downs his glass of alcohol] ... You know that I'm in love with you?
- [Moonie makes an annoyed face at him]
- Cecil Sweeney: pretty funny, eh?
- Moonie Pottie: [disgusted tone] Talk to me when you grow up!
- [Mr. Sweeney smokes his cigarette and then walks away]
- Cecil Sweeney: [Sounding depressed] I'm the guy living in a trailer, no one'll listen to me...
- Moonie Pottie: What's the matter with you...?
- Cecil Sweeney: NOTHING!... This is just me when I'm not in school.
- Moonie Pottie: [as Moonie and Mr. Sweeney walk along the side of the cliff by the ocean, Moonie gets a sad look on her face about her arts scholarship] I can't go.
- Cecil Sweeney: ...Why not?
- Moonie Pottie: [about her parents] It's breaking their hearts.
- Cecil Sweeney: That's normal.
- Moonie Pottie: Not for me, it isn't.
- Cecil Sweeney: [sarcastically] I know you'll make a great nurse someday...
- Moonie Pottie: I WILL.
- Cecil Sweeney: Go on, get outta here and study up on the purpose of the bedpan... you're an ARTIST.
- Moonie Pottie: [annoyed] I wish you'd stop saying that.
- Cecil Sweeney: It's time everyone knew the truth, eh?
- Moonie Pottie: [confused] wha...?
- Cecil Sweeney: [Cecil is pretending to be her boyfriend as a scheme to get her sent to Antigonish where she can escape to art school in New York] You gonna kiss me like a hero or what?
- [Moonie smiles, shrugs and passionately kisses him]
- Francis Pottie: [looking disgusted] Mary Mother of God.
- Moonie Pottie: I brought you Lexter's old boots. He's done with 'em.
- [Moonie hands Mr. Sweeney a brown paper bag with a pear of rubber mining boots inside]
- Cecil Sweeney: Is he, now?
- [Mr. Sweeney tries on the boots and then takes them off, smiling at Moonie apologetically]
- Cecil Sweeney: They're too big.
- Moonie Pottie: Tough.