[Kimi sits sadly in the garage, holding a severed teddy bear head in a basket; Chuckie comes in]
Chuckie Finster: I'm sorry, Kimi.
Kimi Finster: I can't believe you destroyed all my stuff.
Chuckie Finster: But I thought you *hated* your room and that stuff.
[sits down next to her]
Kimi Finster: Why would you think *that*?
Chuckie Finster: You said, "I hate my room and that stuff."
Kimi Finster: Oh. Well, I didn't mean it.
[stands up]
Kimi Finster: I was just mad at my dad for not sending me anything for Children's Day. I've been pushed aside for a younger, cuter, pinker model.
Chuckie Finster: Uh, Kimi, I just want you to know everything is gonna be OK.
Kimi Finster: [sarcastically] Sure, and the sun will come out tomorrow. Blah, blah, blah.
Chuckie Finster: No, I know *exactly* how you feel. When your mom married my dad and you came to live with us, I was *so* mad, I tried to give you to the neighbours!
Kimi Finster: Oh, yeah! They gave me a cupcake.
Chuckie Finster: I thought you were gonna take my place. I didn't know my dad had enough love for the both of us. A heart isn't like a room with walls that can't move. It expands to let in as many people as it needs to.
Kimi Finster: Wow! That's pretty deep. You make that up?
Chuckie Finster: Nah, I heard it on a design show.
[Kimi laughs]
Chuckie Finster: The best part's I got a sister in the deal. I wouldn't trade her for anything.
[they hug]
Kimi Finster: Thanks. Um, Chuckie, does Dad know you stapled his rare record collection to the wall?
Chuckie Finster: *Rare*?