Mike: Want to know what my dad got me? A trip with him in the car... destination unknown.
Frankie: That's weird, even for him.
Mike: He's probably going to drag me up to Canada to pick up some cheap arthritis medicine. Or, if I'm really lucky, he got a line on 50 old fax machines in French Lick. I'm going to take the boys with me in case it's something heavy.
Frankie: You're taking Brick to do the heavy lifting?
Mike: Eh, he can talk to my dad.
Frankie: You're taking Brick to talk to your dad?
Mike: Well, I can't make Axl go and not Brick. You're the one who's always telling me I got to treat them fairly.