Frankie: [v.o.] I know, I know. Not my best moment. Mike's usually pretty smart about things. But if you ask me, $13.99 is a small price to pay for peace. Like the Peyton Manning football I gave him that wasn't really signed by Peyton Manning, he just doesn't need to know. [Rita Glossner sneaks up on Frankie] Wow. For someone with such big feet, she sure is quiet.
Rita Glossner: What are you doing in my yard?
Frankie: Oh, I, uh, was, uh, walking at night, you know, like I always do. You've probably seen me. And I noticed that, uh, oh, your hose is here after all. Isn't that funny? [laughs]
Rita Glossner: That's not my hose.
Frankie: Oh, I don't know. I'm pretty sure it is. It looks like it. Squirts water.
Rita Glossner: Mine's orange.
Frankie: Really? Huh. Who would have guessed? That's such a rare color. Well, a hose is a hose. Here, go ahead. Take it.
Rita Glossner: I don't want that crappy hose.
Frankie: Well, yeah, this is even better. I mean, your hose was old and beaten up, and look, this is all shiny and brand-new.
Rita Glossner: You sure do know a lot about my hose for someone who didn't take it. Hose thief!