Frankie: Your grandma?!
Mike: Yeah. She was wearing kind of a big pin.
Frankie: A pin? You mean like the one in every single picture I have ever seen of your grandmother?
Brick: Did she say anything?
Mike: No, just... Well, she said, uh, "Everything's gonna be okay," but that was really it.
Sue: Oh, my God! Now I totally believe I saw the Santa Maria!
Mike: No. Look, what I'm saying is, my grandma was probably just on my mind. So I was thinking about her. That's all.
Frankie: Or your dead grandmother came to see you in the middle of the night.
Mike: Frankie, it never happened. And you know how I know? Because she's dead. It was just my mind playing tricks on me, and I don't go around telling people about it because it sounds insane.