Frankie: Look, really, the death napkin doesn't matter anymore. Axl's 19. If anything happens to us, he'll take care of all of you.
Axl: I'm gonna be doing things very differently. First thing... you're both getting jobs right away. Sue's gonna have to learn how to cook, and you guys are gonna have to start picking up around the house.
Mike: Brick, tell your brother he's an idiot.
Brick: I don't want to say that to him. If he's gonna be in charge of me, I got to stay on his good side.
Axl: You're my favorite, Brick. I might even let you sleep inside.