Frankie: Everyone else has been at the dealership longer than me. I have the worst record. So fire me.
Abby Michaels: [hands Frankie a napkin] What does this say, Frankie?
Frankie: "Fire me."
Abby Michaels: That's right. I wrote down what I knew you would say. That's why I made up this charade of someone being fired. To show you how you don't value yourself.
Frankie: Wait a minute. Ehlert's not firing anybody? You made it up? I didn't sleep at all last night. I have been in agony. You are crackers, lady.
Abby Michaels: Or am I? If I hadn't brought you to this point, would you have been open enough to hear what I'm about to say?
Frankie: I don't know. Maybe.
Abby Michaels: I know you. See, you've got this tape playing in your head: "Oh, I'm just a person who didn't finish college. I'm just a mom." Let go of the "justs," Frankie. Just let them go. Empower yourself to be who you wanna be... and love that person.
Frankie: Okay.
Abby Michaels: Because now you're living paycheck to paycheck, and the sad thing is you're working really hard.
Frankie: I am. I'm working really hard.
Abby Michaels: I know. You have a choice. You can say, "I get up every morning, I deal with a mean boss, the economy sucks, and no one's buying cars." Or you can say, "I get up every morning, I deal with a mean boss, the economy sucks, and no one's buying cars. That's what gets me up in the morning because I am Frankie Heck... and I can do it all. I get my family dressed and fed... send my kid off with his science-fair volcano... and I find the missing car keys, then I get the stain out of the jersey. I walk in the door of the dealership: Pow. Bring it on. I can sell 10 cars today. I'm not scared. I'm a mom. I can do anything."
Frankie: I can. I can do anything.
Frankie: [v.o.] Wow. She's good. She's like the woman whisperer.