[BOBBY reading KAFKA]
BOBBY: Robbie, promise me that if I ever wake up one morning as a giant filth-eating, hissing cockroach, please don't freak out and lock me inside my room until I die, okay?
ROBBIE: Of course not. You'd be far less repulsive as a giant cockroach than you are as a little boy. You've got nothing to worry about.
BOBBY throws book at ROBBIE