Frankie: What the hell just happened out there?
Mike: I don't know. I'd like to get a beer, but I'm not sure if I'm allowed out of my room.
Frankie: They've got a lot of nerve, talking to me like that. You know, it wouldn't have killed you to jump in and defend me.
Mike: They had notes. I was confused.
Frankie: Did our kids just sit us down? I can't believe they sat us down.
Mike: They did not sit me down. I sat down 'cause of my knee.
Frankie: I mean, come on. I'm a nag, and you punish them too much? What is that?
Mike: I don't recall asking for their opinion. This is my house. There's only one opinion that matters... Mine. And yours.