Frankie: What does it even mean... "We're just gonna hang"? Does Brick even know how to do that? Did you talk to him about hanging?
Mike: Didn't think I had to.
Frankie: Mm.
Mike: I thought it'd be years before this kind of situation came up.
Frankie: [sighs] Well, one thing we know is, it's gonna be weird. 'Cause Cindy's got to be weirder than Brick, right?
Mike: It's gonna be a horse race.
Frankie: Oof. It's just going so fast, you know? Seems like only yesterday Brick was dressing up for Halloween as some obscure historical character, and now he's hanging with a girl. Oh. Think we should prep him or something?
Mike: Nah. I think we got to just strap in and enjoy the show.

Frankie: [doorbell rings] Oh, Mike, could you grab the door? And here.
Mike: Why are we giving out Easter eggs?
Frankie: 'Cause I hid the Easter candy behind the frosting, and I figured by the time I ate through all the frosting, I'd be too sick for the Easter candy, and I was right. Just go. Oh, and use your Frankenstein voice. [Mike groans] Yes! That's the one.

Brad: Question. Do I have to donate twice since I'm dressed as... Danny... and... Sandy... From Grease
Sue: [chuckles] Wow. Oh, just wow, Brad. Amazing costume. [gasps] You make a very pretty Sandy and such a handsome Danny! It is so confusing and yet so you!
Brad: [chuckles] Sue, look at this place. Oh! I am hopelessly devoted to this pumpkin patch. Where is everybody?
Sue: Well, the movie is supposed to start now, but I think people are just finishing up trick-or-treating. You know the Peanuts fans... They're a late-arriving crowd.
Brad: Well, we've got our spot, and we are so glad we beat the rush.

Axl: "And that's when America declared victory." Blah, blah, blah, blah. "But I believe Ben Affleck put it best when he said, 'Those bastards will think twice before they bomb us again.'" [laughs] Whoo! I'm done! Hello? Hello?

Frankie: Mike... He ditched her.
Mike: What?
Frankie: Yeah, he's gone. Your son decided to go trick-or-treating.
Mike: Aw, man.
Frankie: I'm calling his cell. I knew he wasn't ready for hanging. Hanging is a very s... [cellphone vibrating]
Mike: Tell me why we bought this, again.
Frankie: He's blowing it, Mike. That's what he's doing. He's blowing it. Well, we're just gonna have to do something to entertain her until he gets back.
Mike: Okay, follow me on this. Unless we don't.
Frankie: Look, Mike, he doesn't exactly have a ton of options. You've heard about "the one that got away." She might literally be "the one."

Brad: You know, Sue, it's getting pretty late. Maybe you should call it a night.
Sue: No, Brad. You got to have faith. They'll come. They'll come, and my college fund will grow. [ringtone plays]
Brad: Oh, no.
Sue: What is it?
Brad: Oh, no. This is the worst news ever. Okay, would you feel better hearing it from Danny or Sandy? And do you want it sung, like "Summer Lovin'," or spoken through, like "Stranded At The Drive-in"?
Sue: Can I maybe just hear it from Brad?
Brad: [sighs] I know why nobody's here, Sue. Courtney and Debbie, after not liking your idea, apparently did like your idea enough to steal it. They're showing Poltergeist in the graveyard, and everybody's there. And they don't just have popcorn. They have... and I'm so sorry I have to say this... kettle corn.

Sue: Seriously? Okay. No. You know what? It's fine. I mean, come on. A scary movie in a graveyard on Halloween? It's a little cliché, don't you think?
Brad: You're right. You're right, Sue. People will come. And we will wait for them as long as it takes. Even though I spent eight hours on this costume, I don't care if nobody ever sees it.
Sue: Just go.
Brad: Oh! Thank you! Sandy and Danny may be there collecting compliments, but Brad's heart stays right here in this pumpkin patch. I promise.

Axl: Oh. Hey, dude. [chuckles] So, you're trapped in here, too, huh? [inhales deeply] 'Sup? [clicks tongue] I'm Axl. I don't know who you are, so maybe I'll just call you... Lebron. Yep. Looks like I'm stuck here till morning. But it's cool. Totally cool. I have the gift of being able to fall asleep pretty much anywhere, so... Yeah. Night, Lebron. [red lights come on] [groans] Aah!

Mike: Got the shrimp.
Frankie: Ah. Good, 'cause I'm dying here. I thought I could make Cindy some caramel apples, but all I could find was a pack of peeps and a black banana. And I ate the peeps. I have a problem.
Mike: Well, we better get on this. The guy at the Frugal Hoosier said this shrimp's got to be eaten within the hour. You have any idea how to make this?
Frankie: I have no clue. We'll just throw it in a pan with some butter. That works for everything.

Frankie: Hey, Cindy. [Cindy takes a small bite out of one shrimp] That's all you want?
Cindy: I'm good.
Frankie: Okay. 'Cause, you know, it's kind of a special, special thing... That we were so happy to make for you, because you're our guest and we are so happy to have... Oh, look! Brick's back. I mean, we knew he'd be back, but isn't that great? Brick, can I talk to you for a minute?
Brick: Sure.