Mike: Axl's quitting football.
Frankie: What? No, he can't. He's got a scholarship.
Mike: He said he's looking into other ways to pay for college. [Frankie sighs] I tried to talk to him. He won't listen.
Frankie: Well, they never listen anymore. I mean, Sue's nuts. So I rolled my eyes... big deal. If I got mad every time they rolled their eyes... "Put the toilet seat down." "Ugh." "Make your bed." "Ugh." "I love you." "Ugh."
Mike: I just don't get it. So it's harder than it was when he was in high school. So what? How can he not love breaking through the line, outrunning the safety, the fans screaming?
Frankie: Sounds like somebody else wants to play football.
Mike: You do roll your eyes a lot.
Frankie: Shut up.
Mike: He drove away from me. Actually turned on the ignition and drove off.
Frankie: You know what? Forget them. We don't need them. We got each other. We got 10-cent beer and a purse full of change.