Axl: Mom. Dad. Listen, I wanna talk to you guys about something.
Mike: You're gonna have to marry her and you can't live here.
Axl: Listen, I'm 16 now. And I think we can all agree that I've proven myself to be responsible.
Mike: You took out the garbage once.
Axl: And I brought in the paper. [chuckles] So, you know, I think you guys should consider the fact that I really deserve my own car.
Frankie: [v.o.] And there it was. The reason Axl was being so nice. See, ever since Axl got his driver's license a few weeks ago, he'd been chomping at the bit to drive every chance he could get.
[montage:]
Frankie: I need eggs. [Axl grabs the car keys]
Frankie: I need milk. [Axl grabs the car keys]
Frankie: I need tampons. [Axl runs to Frankie and then decides against taking the keys]