Frankie: [v.o.] Truth is, I wasn't just happy for Axl. You see, when your son's on varsity, you get to escort him onto the field before the big homecoming game, and it makes all the other crap you go through worthwhile, 'cause no matter how smart-mouthy and horrible your kid is every other day of the year, for one shining moment you've got everyone watching you, wondering... What did she do right? And you're the only one who knows. Nothing.
Axl: Look, just try not to embarrass me, okay? [wipes the milk off his bare chest with a slice of bread]
Frankie: [v.o.] Yep, warm mother-son moments with Axl were few and far between these days, and I was sure as hell gonna enjoy this one.