Frankie: Look, Brick, I'm just tired. I've got acid reflux. I'm burping fire right now. Why don't we just float your special day until we can make it really special?
Brick: You won't. I know you won't.
Frankie: Brick-
Brick: No. You do things for everybody else. And by the time you get around to me, you don't care. You don't have anything left. You don't even have the energy to yell at me.
Frankie: You want us to yell at you?
Brick: Yeah, sometimes! You yell at Axl and Sue. Once in a while it'd be nice to know that you care enough to yell at me, too. Look at this. I'm making a whole scene in the shoe store, and nothing!
Frankie: Brick, look, I know it's tough being the third child... [yawns] but I want you to know that we don't take you for granted. And we love you, and... Mike, help me out here.
Mike: I wonder if these come in brown.
Brick: Forget it. Let's just go.

Frankie: Ugh. Yesterday's Don's Oriental Food is still not sitting so well.
Brick: Don's? I wanted to go there today.
Mike: Yeah, there's no way we're going there today.
Brick: Oh. Well, then, I want to go to... Juanita's Cocina.
Frankie: Oh, no. We gotta give the Chinese a chance to clear out before we let any other countries in. [burps] Sorry.

Brick: Hey, you just passed the library again. Where are we going now? You said we'd go after we picked up Axl.
Frankie: We will, but after we pick up Sue.
Axl: Oh, what? Can't we just pick her up after dinner? I'm starving!
Frankie: Look, this is just what we're doing, okay?
Mike: Sue, get in.
Sue: Aren't you guys gonna come in and see the display? We got half the diabetes case.
Frankie: Oh, sure.
Axl: No!
Brick: Absolutely not.
Frankie: Fine. We'll go eat first and then come back and see it. Your brothers are hungry.
Sue: What? No. But...
Frankie: Look, this is just what we're doing, okay?

Axl: We're going for spaghetti.
Brick: You said we could go to Don's Oriental Food.
Sue: No. No way. Last time we didn't get to go where I wanted to go, so I get to choose this time. I want Rib Time America.
Mike: I like ribs.
Axl & Brick: No.
Sue: This is not fair. I was promised. I ate hoagies against my will, and you promised next time I'd get to pick, remember?

Mike: I need a decision here.
Brick: I don't understand why we're not going to the library.
Sue: And what is your problem with Rib Time America, Axl? You totally like those fries.
[Axl removes his shirt and throws it at Sue]
Sue: Aah! Axl, gross!
[Axl generously sprays himself with deodorant]
Frankie: Axl.
Mike: Axl. [Sue coughs]
Axl: Oh, relax. I smell better than all you put together.

Mike: Let's pick a place, people.
Axl: I am starving!
Brick: Hey, you just passed the library again.
Frankie: We're not going to the library right now.
Brick: You were never gonna take me, were you? Admit it! That's just what you say to get me in the car!

Mike: Okay, what are we doing? I got Don's to the left, I got Ribs to the right. Left or right? Left or right?
Sue: Right. Right. Right.
Brick: I want to go to the library!
Axl: Spaghetti. Spaghetti. Spaghetti!
Sue: Dad, please go to Ribs of America!
Axl: Spaghetti!
Brick: I never get to do what I want!
Sue: Please!
Frankie: [v.o.] So this is what we did.
[cut to the family eating cereal at the dining table]

Frankie: So listen, your dad and I were thinking...
Sue: I am not cleaning the garage!
Brick: You always do this.
Axl: Weekends are our time to relax!
Frankie: [sighs] This is something that will benefit you. Instead of everyone running around with everyone else and being miserable and having to do things they don't want to do...
Axl: Like this?
Frankie: [sighs heavily] You each get to spend a day with us alone. Each kid gets me and your dad's full attention for one day.
Axl: [blows raspberry] Pass.

Mike: [to Frankie] How 'bout a different plan? You and me take off in the middle of the night and just drive.

Mike: Axl.
Frankie: Come on, Axl. You're sleeping your day away. We've tried to wake you up twice already.
Axl: [muffled] Take a hint.
Mike: It's noon. If we're gonna do anything, we gotta get this thing movin'.
Axl: I already told you I don't wanna go. I was an only child for two years. I'm good.
[Frankie and Mike lift up Axl's bedsheets and roll him off the bed]
Axl: Whoa.
Frankie: Come on. It's gonna be great. Just the three of us. No siblings. It's all about you. What do you wanna do?
Axl: Well, I got one idea, but you're not gonna wanna do it.