Ricky: (to Adrian) No pity, okay? I don't need pity. It will change the sex.
Ricky: I'm sorry, Grace. I just don't think we should be seeing each other right now.
Grace: Okay, but that's just for right now, right?
Ricky: It's for as long as my dad's around.
Grace: My parents told me.
Ricky: They told you?
Grace: Everything. Really, I appreciate that you don't want me to get hurt, but I'm not scared to be around you.
Ricky: Well, you should be.
Grace: Well, I'm not. Ricky...I love you. (long silence) I love you.
Ricky: What do you want me to do? Say I love you? I don't love anyone. I don't even love myself.
Grace: But you said you were in love with me.
Ricky: I say a lot of things, Grace.
Grace's Mother: Ricky, are you sure you can't tell Grace this yourself? We can tell her, but she can hear what you have to say without any judgment. She can.
Ricky: Yeah, because she's a Christian. You're all Christians. I wish I could be a Christian. I wish I could believe what you believe. I wish Jesus would just take away my pain and suffering. I spent too many nights praying for Bob to leave me alone to believe that prayer ever works.
Anne: I also found out today that you're trying to get money for Amy's baby, so I don't know. Maybe it's the doctor's appointment or everything else that's happening, but that news just kind of upset me.
Bob: Well, it's not just her baby. There's a father, and that's my son, so it's actually your daughter's baby and my son's baby. So who knows? Maybe someday, we'll be in-laws.
Anne: We are never gonna be in-laws, and you're not gonna go anywhere near my daughter or your son or their baby. You got that? Because if you do, if you go near him or her, or the baby, you're gonna regret it.
Bob: Really? Regret it, you say?
Anne: Listen to me. I'm a woman on the verge. My 15-year-old daughter is having a baby. My husband's having an affair. I'm getting a divorce after 16 years of marriage. I've got to get a job, and my mom has Alzheimer's, and I can't take it anymore. I can't take it like if one more bad thing happens to me, like if I find out you're sending couples over to try to adopt the baby, and you're somehow making money off of it.
Bob: So what are you saying, Anne? Are you saying...are you threatening me? It's not nice to threaten people.
Anne: I'm not threatening you. I don't even know how to threaten a man like you. But I figure you're afraid of me. I figure you're afraid of everything and everyone, because what kind of a man hits his own wife and child? I'll tell you what kind. A coward. What kind of a man preys on innocent children? A coward. That's right. You're a coward. I bet you get high so you can forget that, but you're a coward. Am I right?
Amy: (about her baby) I think it's a girl.
Anne: You do?
Amy: Uh-huh. I think I want the baby to be a girl.
Anne: Why's that?
Amy: Bob abused Ricky, and Ricky's a boy, so maybe if the baby's a girl, and Bob and Ricky are around, they wouldn't touch her.
Anne: Oh honey, it doesn't work that way.
Bob: (about his son's unborn child) The baby. Is it a girl, or is it a boy? Because I've got a line on a couple who'd pay 100 grand for a healthy white male infant, so I'm hoping it's a boy.
Ricky: I bet you do.
Bob: Look, I'm under no misconceptions here. I know I'm not getting your vote for Father of the Year. But that's all water under the bridge as far as I'm concerned. I can't change the past. You want me to go away. I want to go away, but I can't. I don't have the funds. So think of it as a finders' fee. You give me what I want, I'll get out of your life. It's the only way I can get out of your life. I can't get out of your life without the money.
Adrian: Ricky, please! This is as close as I've ever felt to you. Tonight, in there! Just talk to me, please!
Ricky: I don't feel like talking to you! It's personal!
Adrian: More personal than sex?!?!
Ricky: Yeah, a lot more personal than sex!
Adrian: Come on, Ricky! Look, just don't run away tonight, okay? Just talk to me. Just tell me what this is about. You can tell me.
Ricky: I can't.
Adrian: You can if you want. I'm not gonna tell anyone. Whatever it is, I'm not gonna say anything. Don't you know me better than that by now?
Ricky: You don't know me, either.
Adrian: Well, then, let's get to know each other.
Ricky: You want to get to know me? You want to know who I am? The reason I'm in foster care is not just because my dad smacked me around and smacked my mom around. It's not just because they were both drug addicts and abandoned me over and over again! It's because my dad used to come home after a long day of hanging out and getting high to teach me a little lesson in how hard it is to be a man in this world!
The title of this episode is an allusion to the song "That's Enough Of That" by Mila Mason, and Ian Dury & The Blockheads.