Frankie: [v.o.] There are different kinds of signals people use to communicate valuable information to each other. Some are subtle...
Mike: [to a woman] Wow, you lost a ton of weight. [Frankie gestures for Mike to cut it out]
Frankie: [v.o.] ...and some, not so much.
Frankie: Did you hear that, Mike? Brian's taken up running. Says it's changed his life.
Mike: Yeah, I heard. I don't really care about running.
[later, as Frankie and Nancy talk on their way out, Mike taps his wrist to indicate it's time to go:]
Nancy: But did you see the shoes she wore on Wednesday?
Frankie: To die for.
Frankie: How many pairs do you think she has?

Mike: Hey, buddy. Proud of the good work you did yesterday.
Frankie: Looks like you really learned a lot in the class.
Brick: Yep. So I'm done now, right? I worked out all my social issues? [whispers] Social issues.
Mike: Well, son, you're never really done. You can always try to better yourself.
Brick: I'm probably as good as I'm gonna get. We did the thing, got the pizza party. I'm done.

Frankie: [v.o.] Sometimes the point is so obvious, you don't have to say it.
Mike: Say it. Just say it.
Frankie: I knew it wasn't my side of the family. You're always blaming me for Brick being short. I'm just saying, he might have gotten a few things from you.
Mike: You wanna go down this road? We can. Let's go kid by kid. Axl's knees, your family. Sue's teeth, your family. Brick's snoring, [imitates snoring], you again.
Frankie: Yeah, we don't have to go down the road. You know what you know.
Mike: Hey, I was very social as a kid. Well-liked, picked first on every team.
Frankie: Of course they're gonna pick you. You're a freaking skyscraper. Brick doesn't have that luxury.
Mike: Your shrimpy genes, not mine.
Frankie: It's not just about the genes, Mike. Kids watch. They watch and learn.
Mike: I know, I know. I get it. I need to set a better example. I'll do it for Brick. That way, someday in the future, he won't ever have to have this conversation with his wife.