Mike: Well, when you called me at work, you never mentioned this was gonna be a slumber party. Oh, wait. You never called me at work.
Frankie: All right, would you let it go already? The important thing is, my dad and his brother are reuniting.
Mike: I don't know what show you're watching, but I'm not getting the sense this thing's gonna have a happy ending. What are they even fighting about, anyway?
Frankie: Why can't I remember what it is? It doesn't matter. Look, what matters is that they're here now, and it's our job to facilitate the healing.
Mike: [sighs] I already got a lot of jobs, Frankie. And if I'm ranking them according to preference, facilitating the healing doesn't even make the list.
Frankie: You know what your problem is? You're a naysayer. People say things, and you "nay" them.
Mike: I'm not a naysayer. I'm a realist. Trust me... people don't change. Your problem is you're always holding on to hope. I'm telling you... once you let go of hope, it's very freeing.