Sue: Okay, I am on a 10-minute break, and I can't let anyone see me, so I just wanted to let you know that I appreciate the offer and it is very kind, but I have to stay loyal to Spudsy's.
Belinda: That's exactly why I want you... loyalty. Now, I can't say much, but you might have heard rumblings that the Onion Ringery is going down. Knock, knock. Who's there? Onion rings. Not anymore. Please hold for opportunity. Look, Sue, we're expanding. Our goal is to sell 50 barrels of Chop Suey this year. And with the price of MSG coming down, we're gonna make a fortune. Not cookies... money.
Sue: S... I am very happy for you, but...
Belinda: Okay. Don't say anything else. I'm gonna write down a number. Take that home and think about it. Oh, and one more thing. That's a completely punched card to Claire's Boutique. The next pair of earrings you buy is free. We take care of our own at Chop Suey U.S.A.s

Axl: Fine. Whatever. Let's just go get a beer. I need one.
Mike: I don't want to have a beer with you now.
Axl: What?! Oh, I come all this way! Let's move the freezer or... or get a beer or something.
Mike: It's already moved. Your brother made your mom mad.
Axl: Okay, so the freezer's moved. Are we gonna get a beer or not?
Mike: Not.
Axl: Ugh! I don't understand what is happening.
Mike: Look, this was a nice thing my dad did for me when I turned 21, and I always thought when I had a son, when he turned 21, I would do the same thing for him. But you know what? Forget it. Tradition dead.
Axl: No! Mnh-mnh. No way. I came all this way! You cannot not have a beer with me! This is happening, Dad. Here I am approaching the fridge, grabbing a beer. [bottles clink] Tradition alive again.
Mike: Nope.

Axl: Look at me, having a drink with my dad, and you can't stop me.
Sue: Oh, my God. Axl's got a beer!
Frankie: He's legal now, Sue. It's allowed.
Axl: Mmm! This beer I'm having with my dad is so good!
Mike: You may be having a beer, but you're not having one with me, 'cause I'm going out for a beer... by myself!
Sue: No! No! No! No! They showed a video in health class... "Sammy drinks after school"... And this is exactly what happened! Alcohol is tearing our family apart!
Frankie: Calm down. Everybody, calm down. [to Axl] Did you get the socks?

Sue: Howdy, Edwin. Can I talk to you when you have a second?
Edwin: I've been waiting for you to come to me, Sue. Or should I say "Sue-y"?
Sue: Oh, my God. You know? But we met behind a plant.
Edwin: I've got eyes and ears all over this place. My physics teacher moonlights at Orange Julius.
Sue: [sighs] Okay, I'm sorry, but this is just a really good opportunity for me. I mean, I don't want to leave Spudsy's. I'm happy here. We're a family. And I love all my customers. But the truth is I have to do what's best for me, so I am giving you my two weeks' notice. Is that how much time you're supposed to give? Oh, would a month be better? Oh, God. I don't know what I'm doing!
Edwin: I'm not surprised Chop Suey U.S.A. is trying to poach you. You're a natural-born food server, and I am not gonna give you up without a fight. Mostly because I don't have time to train someone new. The new Mortal Kombat just came out. So, if Chop Suey wants to play hardball, I guess I'm gonna have to play hardball. How does a nickel raise sound?
Sue: An hour?
Edwin: Okay, sure. And I'll even sweeten the deal. From now on, you'll be reporting to work as the assistant manager of condiment distribution.
Sue: [squeaks]

Frankie: Come on, Brick. I'm tired. I want to go to bed.
Brick: Well, I want to go to bed, too.
Frankie: [sighs] Well, how much have you got?
Brick: What do you consider "got"?
Frankie: Okay, forget the list. One sentence. One sentence on why you should respect your mom! How hard can that be?

Man: Whoa, peach fuzz. You have to be 21 to get in here. Let me see some I.D.
Axl: Actually, I just turned 21, so, uh, thanks for carding me.
Man: Yeah, I'm sorry. I'm not buying it. I have to cut this up.
Axl: Whoa, whoa, whoa! Wait! Hold on. That's... [chuckles] That's my license. Dad, tell him I'm 21. [Mike turns around and doesn't say a thing] Oh. You got to believe me. I mean, would he be ignoring me this much if he wasn't my real dad? Dad! That's the only license I have! I already sold my fake one to my friend. Dad!
Mike: All right, all right. I'll vouch for him. He's 21.

Axl: Hi.
Mike: Hey.
Bartender: What'll you have?
Axl: I'm gonna buy this guy a beer. And I'll have, uh... What kind of European beers do you have?
Mike: He'll have an American beer, and I'm buying.

Frankie: Really?! Nothing?!
Brick: I'm tired. [Frankie sighs] I can't think.
Frankie: A word! One stinking word why you should respect your mom.
[later, Frankie wakes up and finds Brick is asleep:]
Frankie: Oh, come on!
[As Brick slouches forward half-awake, Frankie grabs his hand and types on the keyboard. She then walks a sleepy Brick to his bedroom. The document on the laptop simply reads "Because."]

Frankie: [v.o.] Yep, it's a hell of a ride raising teenagers. Luckily, you get some rest stops along the way, otherwise you'd kill them.
Brick: Let me get that for you, Mom. [takes her bowl]
Frankie: Hey, I was still working... never mind. Thank you!