Frankie: I don't know. I just don't know. Let me just close my eyes for ten minutes, and I'll have the answer.
Mike: Come on, Frankie. What's with you? Suck it up! I know you're tired, but you got a long way to go here.
Axl: I'm just so tired. [falls asleep]
Mike: Wait, wait, wait. Frankie, is this what you took?
Frankie: Yeah.
Mike: It's Tylenol PM. PM. That's why it's got the moon and the stars on it. It's the kind that makes you go to sleep.
Axl: What? Oh, my God. My mother drugged me? And I have a test tomorrow on... I have no idea what I have a test tomorrow on.
Frankie: [moans] Look, I'm all right, Mike. Just ask Rascal his questions first, and I'll just rest my eyes.