Excuses, excuses. Don't forget your doll

Andy Barclay:

Kyle, do you miss your mom and dad? Kyle:
I don't know. Andy Barclay:
Well, where are they? Kyle:
My dad left before I was born. And my mother put me up for adoption when I was three. Andy Barclay:
Do you remember her? Kyle:
I make it a point to forget. It's easier that way. Break time. Move over. [sits down on swing] Andy Barclay:
Want a push? Kyle:
No thank you. Andy Barclay:
Come on, it's fun. Kyle:
Please Andy? I just wanna sit here okay? Andy Barclay:
Too late. There you go. Kyle:
Andy come on! Stop it! Andy Barclay:
[laughs]
No. Kyle:
Andy, let me off! Andy I'll kill you. Phil:
Dinner! Come and get it! Andy Barclay:
Ahh. Mayhem. Come on I'll race ya. Kyle:
No fair. You get a head start. Andy Barclay:
Excuses, excuses. Don't forget your doll