Frankie: [v.o.] As soon as I said it, I realized it was true. Somewhere along the way, we had become second-class citizens in our own house.
[flashback to Frankie arriving home:]
Frankie: Sue, how many times do I have to tell you to take your backpack to your room? I'm not doing it for you!
[flashback to Mike watching the small TV in his bedroom:]
Mike: Is Wizards of Waverly Place over yet?
Kids: [o.s.] No!
[flashback to Frankie, Mike and the kids in the car:]
Frankie: Oh, thank God. A rest stop. Pull over. I really gotta go.
Sue: We are not stopping!
Axl: We're only 52 miles from home, Mom!
Frankie: Fine. If traffic's good, I think I can hold it.