Frankie: [v.o.] So once Brick got the hang of it, day three of paper delivery went even better.
Frankie: Hey, what are you doing? Shouldn't Brick be doing that?
Mike: He's sick.
Frankie: Really? Two days on the job, and he's suddenly sick?
Mike: No, he is. He threw up.
Frankie: Ugh. Was it hard to clean up?
Mike: You'll let me know.