Radio: Time to cry, Davey, over

Davey: What? Get out of here, I'm leaving...

GNC bottle: You can run from Whitey, but you ain't gonna run from us

Footlocker guy:
We all heard what happened
At the skating rink today
When Whitey brought up your sad past
You snapped and walked away
Well maybe they're on to something that
You should give a try
Go ahead and let it out
And have yourself a cry

Wooden child soldiers: Let it out, Davey

Davey: Aw, shut your wooden mugs

Dress: Let it out, Davey

GNC bottle: Would you check out her bazugs

Davey:
You want me to deal with pain
Well cheers is what I say
GNC bottle:
This here stuff just numbs the pain
It don't make it go away

Candy box lady: You try to act so tough

Footlocker guy: But you just live a lie

Dress:
Why don't you show your feminine side
And have yourself a cry

Java cup: Let it out, Davey

Davey: I'll pour you down the sink

Chair: You gotta do it, Davey

Davey: Ya'll can bite my dink

You labels and logos are wasting your time
Makin' me sit here
'Cause nothing you can say or do
Will make me shed a tear

Panda:
He possesses a strong spirit
And won't let down his guard
Footlocker guy:
So now we'll bring in the big gun:
His beautiful Chanukah card

Radio: Take it Davey, might have money in it, over

Father: Happy Chanukah to our wonderful son

Mother: You fill our lives with joy

Father and Mother:
Don't ever change the way you are
You beautiful, twelve-year-old boy

Police officer 1: Breaking and entering? I knew you'd screw up eventually, Stone

Davey: I'm sorry, guys

Police officer 2: Save your sorrys for the judge