Frankie: I don't know how to do this anymore, Axl.
Axl: Do what?
Frankie: This. I mean, you say you want me to treat you like an adult. You want to do whatever you want, go wherever you want, you don't want me asking you any questions, but you want me to come and pick you up when your car breaks down. I mean, I'm confused. Am I your mom? Am I not your mom? I-I-I don't know what you want from me.
Axl: You could've left me some chips.
Frankie: [sighs] You know, just be honest with me. And, really, I don't even care what your answer is. When you were staying with the Donahues, did you think I'd be mad? Did you think I'd be hurt?
Axl: I don't know. I guess I wasn't really thinking about you at all.
Frankie: [sighs] Wow. Wow, wow, wow.