Frankie: [v.o.] So after downing a quart of syrup, Axl went to his job at Mr. Ehlert's Christmas tree lot. He wanted extra Christmas money. Oh, not to buy anyone gifts, just to have.
Bob: Whew. For a minute there, I thought he was gonna wiggle off the hook... [deep voice] But we landed him there, didn't we now, captain?
Axl: Pulled him in the boat and bashed him in the head. [both chuckle] Good job, bro.
Bob: Right back at you, bro.