Brick: After careful consideration, I've come to realize something. I have the coolest birthday story ever. [Frankie sighs] Axl and Sue only get one day. I have a whole month.
Frankie: You know, Brick, what I didn't get to tell you the other day was that the moment I held you in my arms. The second time. I knew you were mine. Aw. Blake Ferguson's got nothing on you. Even his name: Blake. It's boring.
Mike: It's no Brick, I'll tell ya that.
Brick: Hey, everyone makes mistakes, even me. Remember that mysteriously broken lamp you grounded Axl for? I walked into it while reading. I was also the one who put the plastic bag In the garbage disposal. It wasn't an accident. I just wanted to see what would happen. But I know you'll forgive me, as I forgive you.
Frankie: Ah.
Brick: Oh, and, um... Here's a list of additional birthday gifts I'd like. The pony doesn't have to be black. Just not white. The white ones are impossible to keep clean.
Frankie: There's over 50 things on here.
Brick: You don't have to get 'em all now. You can take a month... Give or take a day.