Frankie: Anyway, I am going to need you, Mike, to take Brick trick-or-treating.
Mike: Aw, come on. Kenny got us the football package. Aren't you getting a little old for trick-or-treating, anyway?
Brick: Actually, I'm just going to get candy for Cindy. She gave me a whole list. Most of it's name brand, and she won't accept anything fun size, so you're gonna have to drive me to Orson Heights.
Mike: [groans] I'm watching three TVs here, Frankie. I'm like Elvis.
Frankie: [scoffs] You know, if things had gone down differently in the kitchen, we might've been able to work something out. Yeah, you knew I was gonna get back at you. You just didn't think it would happen this quick.
Hutch: It's cool. Kenny can record the games for you. Can't you, Kenny? [Kenny gives a thumbs up]
Frankie: [o.s.] Thanks, Kenny!
Mike: Yeah. Thanks, Kenny.