Frankie: I figured it out, Mike, and here's the thing... I was being too selfish. The only one who benefits from my beading is me.
Mike: Agreed.
Frankie: So then I got to thinking, maybe my business should be other people's business.
Mike: Uh-huh.
Frankie: Look at this. I Googled the word "sad," and a million things came up. Orphans, stray animals, old people... The whole world needs my help.
Mike: Your shirt's inside out.
Frankie: Here's what I'm thinking. Kids love animals. Old people love kids. Why are we still building separate orphanages, pounds, and retirement homes? Seriously, let's get them together. Why hasn't anybody thought of this before? Huh? That's what I'm gonna do. I am gonna build the world's first super-shelter. First... I gotta pick a location. Something that's convenient for both humans and animals. Then I gotta get bids from contractors and sign up volunteers. Oh, well, first I need to write a grant proposal. [gasps] I gotta call congress.

Brick: Finally, someone who can explain water-into-wine. Without modern sanitation, wine had less germs. Duh.

Brick: Game.
Axl: Rematch!
Brick: I've already given you a hundred rematches. I'm retiring my paddle.
Axl: Okay, just hear me out. If you beat me, I'll do your homework for a month.
Brick: Thanks, but I'd like to see the fifth grade.
Axl: Okay, I won't make you do my homework for a month.
Brick: Throw in this guitar pick, and you're on.
Axl: Fine, but what do you want my pick for?
Brick: Oh, I like to lick it. This way, I don't have to do it in secret anymore.

Frankie: [v.o.] Out here in the middle, we all look forward to Sunday, and Sunday means church. It's the one hour a week where you know your family's gonna spend time together, but lately, not so much. Mike had joined the elite group of ushers, Sue got a job in the toddler room, and ever since Brick read the Bible, he was excited to go to Sunday school, mostly to argue.
Brick: I mean, why turn water into wine in a desert environment? Water hydrates. Wine dehydrates. That's just not smart.
Frankie: [v.o.] At least I still had Axl.
Mike: Hey. Ted Mora's kid's in jail again. You're in.
Axl: Yes. Lates, chumps.
Frankie: [v.o.] And then there was one, left to be tortured by one of Reverend Hayver's endless sermons alone.
Reverend Hayver: But first, we will be comparing the epistle of 1 Thessalonians to that of 2 Thessalonians. As you recall, Paul was accompanied into Thessalonica by Silas, also... [time lapse] ...understanding of Silas, we turn our attention to the third member of Paul's party, Timothy, whose mother was Jewish, but his father was a Greek.

Frankie: What are you guys moaning about? You ditched me. Off doing your fun stuff while I'm left to die in the Hayver snooze fest. Look. I have a pew mark on my forehead.
Axl: Oh, gross.
Brick: No, that's a wrinkle. The reddish dent above it.
Sue: I don't know.
Axl: I can definitely see the wrinkle.
Frankie: All right. That's enough. Just take my word for it.

Frankie: [v.o.] So feeling guilty and just the tiniest bit free, next Sunday, we snuck out to try our luck at the church of Dave.
Choir & Congregation: [sing] Oh, yes all the way, sometimes I hold my head up "Help me, Lord" Oh, yes I know if I hold my peace He'll take care of me Follow Jesus
Axl: Dude. This place already kicks our church's ass!
Frankie: Axl.
Axl: Sorry. "Church's butt."

Dave: You made it!
Mike: Thanks for the invite.
Dave: Whoa, hold up. You know you guys have to sit in the back, right? Kidding! Come with me.

Pastor Watkins: Welcome. Welcome, brothers and sisters. I begin today with, um, sorrowful tidings. Our beloved friend and fellow parishioner, brother Darnell Simms, passed away yesterday. Oh, but I consider myself blessed to have an opportunity to have seen brother Darnell one final time before he joined the Almighty. And as I sat there with him at the end of his far, far too short 96 years. I-I asked him, said, "Brother Darnell, did you get your business done?" And do you know what he said?
Man: I do not!
Woman #1: Pray tell us!
Axl: Sweet. We can talk at this church.
Mike: Not you.

Pastor Watkins: Let us remember brother Darnell for when it comes to pass we find ourselves at the gates to the kingdom, we can truly say, oh, with our heads held high, say, "Lord..."
All: "Lord!"
Pastor Watkins: "While here on Earth..."
Woman: [o.s.] Yes, sir.
Pastor Watkins: "I got my business done."
Man: Whoo! I want to get it done!
Woman: Yes, God.
Then, brother, get your business done!
Woman #1: Amen! Oh, yes!
Pastor Watkins: [points at Frankie] Sister! Get your business done. All y'all, get your business done.
Woman #1: Yes, sir, yes, sir!
Pastor Watkins: Oh, get your business done.
Woman #1: My God.
Pastor Watkins: Get your business done!
Woman #1: Hallelujah!

Frankie: So... what's our business?
Mike: Getting me a beer?
Frankie: No, seriously, Mike.
Mike: Wasn't jokin'.
Sue: I've always wanted to start a babysitting business.
Frankie: I think maybe you're taking it a bit too literally.
Sue: Am I? Am I? Maybe my business is an actual business. I could call it, "Sue's BabySuetting Service." [giggles] Oh, my God. I love it. Don't you love it? I'm gonna go make flyers.