Mike: Hey! Everybody picked the perfect weekend to come home. Pool's ready. It's warm, pH level's good, it's a shimmering blue, got all the animals out. You're all good to go.
Sue: Okay. Thanks.
Brick: Yeah, thanks.
Axl: Cool.
Mike: Yep. Anytime you want to get in.
Brick: Can't wait.
Sue: Mm-hmm.
Axl: Okay.
Mike: All right.

Frankie: Your jacket... Why is it only faded in this one spot?
Axl: What? What? What? Oh, shoot! God, the curtains broke in the Winnebago, so I stapled the jacket up to block out the sun.
Frankie: So you used your suit?
Axl: Relax. It's fine. I'll just... I won't turn around.

Frankie: No... T-This is too important. You've got to look sharp. I have an idea.
[cut to Axl swamped in Mike's jacket:]
Frankie: Maybe if we roll up the sleeves.
Axl: Oh, my God. I am not wearing my daddy's jacket! I'll end up working at Mom Co. forever.
Frankie: Well, Brick's suit jacket is your old jacket. Maybe you can still fit into that.
Axl: What...
[cut to Axl in a tan suit that's too small:]
Axl: Really, Mom?! I can't even raise my arms to shake someone's hand.
Frankie: Oh, wait... I think I have an old jacket that might work. It's very mannish.
[cut to Axl in a small blue suit:]
Frankie: Not as mannish as I remembered. You know, I should wear that again. It's cute.

Axl: Yes, I have a résumé right here. [laughs] No.
Mr. Fry: Are those funeral programs?
Axl: Yeah. A lot of friends and family have died, so I just want to work, work, work to avoid the pain. [laughs]

Axl: It's always been a dream of mine to work at a global seed company.
Mrs. Rich: We don't sell seeds. We sell mattresses.
Axl: Oh. [laughs] Right, right, right, right, right, right, right. But... you have to grow the cotton with seeds to make the mattresses, and...Ow! [groans, chuckles] Safety pin.

Axl: [interrupts someone's interview] Sorry... forgot something. My greatest flaw is that I'm a perfectionist.

Mike: Get off your phone. And I never thought I'd have to say this... Get off the microfiche. Look, it's beautiful out there, and you guys spent the whole day looking at screens. I busted my butt on that pool. I even got the good kind of chlorine... that doesn't cause rashes... and nobody went in. That's it. I'm getting rid of the pool.
Brick: No!
Sue: What?!
Mike: It costs money, with all the water and the chemicals, and frankly, I'm tired of mowing around it.
Brick: But we love the pool.
Sue: Yeah, I would get in right now, but it's about to be dark, and that teen who shoplifted from Quiksilver is still on the loose.
Mike: Look, all I know is, last time anybody's been in that pool was two summers ago.
Sue: We'll go in tomorrow. We promise.

Sue: [laughs] We were just in the pool. It was fun.
Mike: Really? Where are your bathing suits?
Brick: We dried them in the dryer. And then we put them away in the... d-drawer.
Mike: How long were you in there?
Sue & Brick: Hours.
Sue: Hours. Yep. [laughs] Oh, we were all pruned up, we were in there for so long. Remember how much fun we had, Brick? I said "Marco", he said "Polo".
Brick: Mm-hmm.
Sue: And so on and so forth and what have you.

Mike: Did you find the quarters at the bottom that I threw in there for you to dive down and get?
Brick: Absolutely
Sue: We did.
Mike: That's funny, 'cause I didn't put any quarters at the bottom. You're busted. Use it or lose it.

Frankie: Well, we're just so proud. He's graduating from East Indiana State in May.
Mort: Terrible football team. They stink.
Frankie: Well, they didn't play the right people. Anyway, he's going into the world with a B.S. in business. [laughs] Pretty great, huh?
Mort: It's so hard to get a job nowadays. I'm glad I'm almost dead.