Mike: For God's sake, Axl, do you think I don't want you to play in this game? You think I don't want you to break my record? It's killing me that my own son has a chance to get his plaque up there. Another Heck man on the wall. And now he won't. But I gave you every opportunity to get back in this game. And you wouldn't take it.
Axl: What opportunity? Now you're just making stuff up!
Mike: If you'd have just moved the plate 6 inches into the sink...
Axl: It wasn't my plate!
Mike: I was trying to give you an opening. Why do you think I was talking about cleaning the gutters?
Axl: Wait a minute. If I cleaned the gutters, you would have let me play tonight?
Mike: Yes!
Axl: Why didn't you tell me that?!
Mike: Because I wanted you to come up with it on your own.
Axl: If you want me come up with stuff on my own, you got to tell me!
Mike: All I needed was one gesture, one tiny expression of remorse or apology.
Axl: Well, I'm sorry I'm not a mind reader!
Mike: I heard "I'm sorry." Apology accepted. Go play!
Axl: But I wasn't apologizing...
Frankie: Go, you fool! Go!