Mike: Frankie, just pick something! Who cares?
Frankie: I care! I care. I am trying to create a legacy for our family. I-I want to know that all the things that we've done, all our pains and struggles and laughs and sorrows, everything that we shared, th-that it won't be overlooked, that people will remember the Hecks after we're gone, and that we will have left a mark on the world. And whatever that mark is, it has to fit into this freaking box! [collapses] Ah!
Axl: Mom!
Sue: Oh, my God!
Brick: Not in my sophomore year!
Mike: Come here.
Frankie: [v.o.] Don't worry. It's not what you think. I never had real cheese before, and my body didn't know how to process it. I guess in the end, it took a real-cheese fake-heart attack for us to realize Axl was right. We did need to slow down and enjoy life... be more like the Europeans. 'Cause really, who cares what happens in 100 years? There's no better legacy than knowing you've lived every moment getting the most out of the time with the people you love. And if Axl didn't mention getting a job in a week, we were gonna go American on his ass.