Mike: I don't even recognize her anymore. Where's that little girl that used to ask me if I worked for God 'cause I'm so tall I can reach Heaven. That little girl would give me the necklace.
Frankie: Okay. I'm gonna float an idea here. I'm not saying it's true. I'm just gonna spitball. [sighs] Is it possible that [sighs] Maybe you're a little jealous?
Mike: [scoffs] I'm not jealous!
Frankie: W-Well, what, I mean, look... we both know that he made some good money selling the diaper business. It's possible that he bought that necklace. I-I mean, have you even talked to him?
Mike: Why does everyone keep asking me that? I don't have to talk to him. I know him. I grew up with him. I know him better than anybody, and I'm not trying to ruin their moment! I don't care if they have a moment. I have plenty of moments with Sue. Not recently, but you know what's a moment? When the cops knock down the door, yank that necklace from around her neck, and drag Rusty off. That's a moment I would like to see. Maybe I am jealous.