Frankie: [v.o.] So after agreeing we were smarter than a therapist, Mike and I went about fixing Brick's tic in the way only loving parents can do.
Brick: Whoop.
Frankie: Knock it off.
[later, as Brick and Mike sit at the table:]
Brick: Whoop. [Mike honks horn] Whoop. [Mike honks horn] Whoop. [Mike honks horn]
[later, Frankie is cleaning and Brick grabs a drink from the fridge:]
Brick: Whoop.
Frankie: Stop it! [sprays Brick with water] Stop it, stop it, stop it, stop it, stop it, stop it, stop it!