Frankie: Hey, have you figured out what you're gonna be for Halloween yet? You know, it's almost here, and I don't want to be scrambling around at the last minute looking for a costume for you. You can't be paper towel man for a third time.
Brick: Yeah... actually, I decided I'm not gonna go trick-or-treating this year.
Frankie: What?
Brick: I don't know. I think I'm getting a little old for that.
Frankie: Aw. You're not going trick-or-treating? Aw. Mike, he's not going trick-or-treating.
Mike: Good. You hate trick-or-treating.
Frankie: Yeah, but if I'd known last year was gonna be the last time, I would've made sure to enjoy it.
Mike: You didn't even take him out last year. And the year before that, didn't Nancy Donahue take him?
Frankie: Whatever time I took him out, whenever it was, I wish I'd known that was gonna be it, okay?