Frankie: Yeah, yeah, it's whack-a-mole, Mike. Oh, Brick's doing good, but the other two are ripping each other to shreds. When is it gonna end? Right now they're fighting over a sombrero. Next thing, they're fighting over our caskets. We're not gonna be around forever.
Mike: I'm hearing we won't be around to hear 'em fight.
Frankie: [sighs] This is serious, Mike. They're going to the same college next year. I mean, I'm sick of being in the middle and trying to defend everybody.
Mike: Well, who's in the wrong here?
Frankie: I don't know. Sue's being a little nutso about the hat. It's really not that big of a deal.
Mike: Okay. That's what you should have told Axl.
Frankie: What? No. No way.
Mike: Why not?
Frankie: [scoffs] Because you don't badmouth one kid to the other, Mike. You just don't.
Mike: I don't know. If you're just playing everybody's side, what good are you? If they're looking to you for an honest opinion, maybe it's not a bad idea to just give it. Might help them wrap it up faster. [Frankie sighs] Hey, you should listen to me. The kid I'm in charge of is on fire.