Frankie: You know what, Mr. Ehlert? I can call you that, right? Mr. Ehlert? I used to be scared of you. [chuckles] I was. But you're just a big, old teddy bear, right?
Mr. Ehlert: Marcie used to call me her teddy bear. Damn shame she couldn't get over me working Thanksgiving.
Frankie: Wait. Hold on. Are you kidding me? I thought you were working today because your wife left you, but your wife left you because you're working today.
Mr. Ehlert: Kept saying, "You can't keep the dealership open. Your only daughter is coming in from Hawaii." She can't tell me what to do.
Frankie: Oh, my God. How dare you make me waste my Thanksgiving feeling sorry for you. You don't deserve my sorry. You know who deserves my sorry? Me. I'm going home. And fire me, don't fire me, I don't care. But if you're on the fence, don't fire me.
Mr. Ehlert: [snores]