Frankie: H-How long have you been feeling this way about church?
Axl: A year, maybe two. I mean, it's healthy. Aren't you the one that told me to ask questions and think for myself?
Frankie: No.
Axl: Oh. Well, I've been traveling the world, seen a lot of religions out there. I mean, who's to say which one's the right one?
Frankie: Ours is. Ours is the right one. Let's go to church.
Axl: Mom, this is about me. It's not your problem. It shouldn't bother you if I don't believe in God.