Mike: You really think Brick is responsible enough to have a cellphone? Why don't you throw it in the garbage right now?
Frankie: He's fine. He's way better than he used to be. He's gonna miss his brother. He needs to text him. Besides, he's gonna be in middle school this year. I need to be able to keep track of him. You know how he wanders.
Mike: Well, which is it: he's responsible or he isn't?
Frankie: [sighs] I don't know, Mike! But he's gonna love me a whole lot if I give him his own phone, and I need that right now. Hey, Brick. Look! We got you your own phone.
Brick: Oh? Wow. Thanks. [drops the cellphone on the ground and walks away]