Frankie: [v.o.] Out here in the middle, there's nothing a parent looks forward to like our kids coming home from college for the summer.
Frankie: Get this crap out of my doorway.
Sue: Oh, come on, Mom. I only have a week till I ship off to Dollywood. This is my vacation.
Axl: Yeah, we just had finals. We got to recharge.
Frankie: When am I supposed to recharge? I've been empty for years.
Axl: You can recharge once we're grown. For now, would you mind quick grabbing me a pop? [off Frankie's look] Wow. I thought she loved us.
Frankie: Okay, guys, this is not how it's gonna go. I am not stepping over Mount Craperest every time I want to get into the house. I am tired, and I need you to get off your butts and move your stuff now. [both groan]
Axl: God, fine! Do you know there's, like, three other ways to get into the house? There's the back door, the garage, the chimney.