Axl: This is kidnapping. I've been kidnapped, and I'm probably gonna have to pay my own ransom.
Mike: I hate to tell you, you weren't even walking the right way.
Frankie: Look, we are just gonna quick swing by a copy place, fax Sue's essay, and we're off to college lickety-split.
Axl: Ugh! No more swinging by stuff. I got to get there first, or my roommate'll get the bigger bedroom.
Mike: [to Frankie] Don't tell him. It'll be fun to watch his face.