Brick: Well, I'm doomed. My entire production schedule has been completely thrown into chaos!
Frankie: Why? What happened?
Brick: I lost my actors. Cindy called, and she said she has a sore throat and her great-aunt died. Then Troy called and says he has the flu and his great-uncle died. I mean, what are the odds of both of them being sick and having dead relatives on the same day?
Frankie: Slim, Brick. Very slim.
Brick: What are you saying?
Frankie: Well, you have been kind of hard on your friends. "No bathroom breaks! You'll eat when you get it right!" It may not be fun for them anymore.
Mike: Or ever.
Brick: But I'm the director. It's my job to bring Knots Landing to life. I mean, a writer wrote this. All I want to do is be faithful to the material and make sure it's executed to the promise of the script.
Frankie: Look, I'm just saying, Troy and Cindy volunteered to help you. You might start being a little nicer to them. You can't afford to lose friends, Brick. You don't have a lot of options.