Axl: What are you doing?
Sue: Let's end this, Axl. No more bubbles, no more superglue, no more embarrassing pictures. All you have to do is apologize for taking my Hen head, which is what you should have done in the first place, and then we can forget all about this. If not... the jersey gets it.
Axl: Whoa, hey. Don't mess with that.
Sue: Wow. This city championship jersey was signed by your entire team, making this item irreplaceable. Uh-oh! [gasps]
Axl: [groans] I'm sorry, okay? I'm sorry I took the Hen head. I thought it would be funny. Clearly, it wasn't. I'm sorry.
Sue: See? Now, was that so hard? [the jersey catches fire]
Axl: Oh, no! Oh!
Sue: [screams] Oh, my God! Oh, my God! Oh, my God! Oh! My- Oh, Axl! I am so sorry! I didn't mean it. I was just trying to scare you and threaten you. This was just supposed to be an empty threat. Axl, say something! You have to say something!
Axl: I have no sister.
Sue: What? Of course you have a sister. You have to have a sister! I am your sister!