Frankie: [v.o.] Okay. Why were we panicked over a little rain?
Frankie: I'll get the bowls. You get the pots and pans.
Mike: You go right. I'll go left.
Frankie: I knew I should have saved those margarine containers.
Brick: "The sky, it seems, would pour down stinking pitch."
Frankie: Not now, Brick! Go, go, go!
Axl: They're in the hall, too!
Mike: Brick, go to the living room!
Frankie: Screw the family photos! Cover the TV! You know this!
Sue: Right!
Frankie: Remote!
Mike: Got it.
Frankie: Good job, everybody.
Mike: Think we shaved some time off the last rain.