Frankie: Hey. Is Brick back in gym class?
Mike: He is not.
Frankie: What? Why not?
Mike: Things were said. Things were thrown. Things were broken, and it just kinda went downhill from there.
Frankie: Oh, Mike, we finally moved on from Ms. Rinsky, and now we have another teacher who hates us?
Mike: Well, he doesn't hate us. It's worse. He cares. He wants us to interface on a weekly basis, whatever that is, and... We're supposed to fill out this parenting style questionnaire.
Frankie: You brought back homework? [Mike shrugs] Way to go, hammer. Why didn't you say no?
Mike: 'Cause I didn't have the answer ball, okay?