Mike: So, hey, the Colts game's about to start. Why don't you stick around and watch?
Darrin: Oh, that sounds great.
Mike: All right!
Darrin: But I can't.
Mike: Aw, come on. I owe you. The Pacers are in preseason, the Colts are in San Francisco, Brick just read our TV manual, and it turns out we got picture-in-picture.
Darrin: You know, I appreciate it, but I got to go. It's really hot in here.
Frankie: [v.o.] Yep, turns out Mike wasn't as fine as he thought with Axl being gone.
[Mike looks at Axl's empty bed and then switches the light off]
Brick: Still here, Dad.
Mike: Oh. Sorry. Hey, you want to watch the game?
Brick: No, I do not.