Frankie: Oh, my God. You know, it's time to take a stand. Here's what we're gonna do. I'm gonna write an anonymous letter to the police telling them about the dog. Then I'll drive to Lafayette under cloak of darkness, and mail it when nobody's looking so the stamp can't be traced to us. And I'll seal the envelope with a sponge so they can't ID us by our saliva.
Mike: Or I could go over and talk to them.
Frankie: That's crazy. We have a good life here, Mike. I don't wanna move.
Mike: I'm not gonna let our daughter fight our fights. What kind of example are we setting? It's humiliating. Even more than the, you know, fighting to music.