Brick: Mom, I understand that this is a very emotional time for you, Axl being your first son and all. I felt the same way when the only chair I've ever loved started to slightly fray.
Frankie: Brick, you cannot compare losing a chair to losing a son.
Brick: I love my chair, and I'm afraid that someday I will be without it. You love your son, and you're afraid that someday you will be without him. If you could buy backup Axls, wouldn't you?
Frankie: No, I just want the stupid one I have. Now pick a favorite chair and take the rest over to Grandpa Big Mike's. Oh, and bring him a sandwich. I was supposed to check on him last week.