Mike: Frankie, where are you going?
Frankie: No, I can't do this. No. I can't do it. I am not gonna take my son a million miles away. I will not be a part of it. It's just... It's too much. You guys do what you want, but I'm not going. I tried, Axl. I tried to be cool so that you'd come back and visit and I wouldn't lose you forever, but you know what? I'm not cool. I am not okay with this. You know, Indiana Mobile has a family plan for a reason. Because families are tied together. No matter what. We can't all be off using our minutes willy-nilly by ourselves. The minutes are all connected! They are intertwined! 'Cause that's the way it's supposed to be. Indiana Mobile gets it.
Mike: Frankie...
Frankie: No. And you have to appreciate the minutes before they run out. Because this is it. It's really it. [sobs] It's over. The five of us are never gonna be together like this again. Axl's leaving, Sue's gonna take some hotel job, Brick'll be sealed up in his room reading, and Dad'll blow up and I'll find out from a grief counselor! It's the end of an era. And it's never gonna be the same again.
Mike: That's the way it's supposed to be. [they all hug Frankie]
Frankie: Just promise me that no matter what happens or... or where you guys end up, we'll always stay on the same family plan.
Axl: We will.
Sue: Promise.
Brick: Always.
[After the family gets back in the car and drives away, the camera pans down to show the blue bag on the road]

Frankie: [v.o.] So, the day was here... my oldest son was really leaving the nest. I was packing sandwiches and pops for the way there and frosting and tissues for the way back.
Axl: Ready to go?
Frankie: Oh, yes.
Axl: Hey, what happened to the blue bag? It's blue.
Frankie: I backed over the orange one, tuna salad rotted in the yellow one, so I got a new blue one. You get a fresh bag for the trip!
Axl: Mm. Mom, are you doing okay? You've been, like, amazingly chill about all this.
Frankie: Oh, you know, you said you didn't want us to make a big deal, so no big deal. No goodbye breakfast. No teary send-off. And when you come home to visit, this is what you can expect. More of this. Cool Mom all the time. Besides, there's one thing I will not miss around here. Your smelly socks. [sniffs Axl's socks]

Frankie: You forgot shoes? How does a person forget shoes?
Axl: How does a person forget a snack bag? I guess the shoes I'm not wearing are now on the other foot.
Mike: Well, we can't stop to get you any, genius. We're in the middle of nowhere.
Axl: Relax! I don't need 'em. I've been barefoot all summer. My feet are practically shoes now anyway. Check out these leathery dogs. [all groan in disgust]
Mike: Axl! Come on.
Axl: Oh, my God! You can't handle this, what are you taking us camping for? I mean, it'll be like going on vacation on the bottom of my foot.

Mike: Look, Brick, you know all the people that wrote these books you read?
Brick: Authors.
Mike: Yeah, I know what they're called, Brick. Point is, they had to actually do something to have something to write about, to... to experience stuff around 'em. Nobody wrote a book about reading a book.
Brick: Actually, they did. The Neverending Story, which was first published in German under the title Die Unendliche Geschichte. [whispers] Geschichte.

Sue: Axl, we need to talk about the cafeteria. In high school, do we call it the "caf"? Because when Hannah Montana went to high school, they called it the "caf."
Axl: Sue, keep talking, but just remember, if I threw you out of the car right now, I'd be tried as a juvenile.
Sue: Is there one lunch period that's cooler than the other?
Axl: Whatever one you're not in.
Sue: Which one are you in?
Axl: Aah! Why are you asking me that?! Why is she asking me that?!
Sue: Because we're going to the same school, and I might need to go up to your table at lunch and ask you something!
Axl: Okay! [blows whistle] That's it! If you are insisting on going to school with me, we are setting some ground rules right now! No looking at me, no talking to me, no acknowledging me in any way. If an emergency happens, like Mom or Dad dies... or something, you can relay the message to Sean, and he will let me know, and I will see you at the funeral. Have I made myself clear?
Sue: But what if I... [Axl blows whistle] Or if I... [Axl blows whistle continuously] But what if there's an emergency and someone puts a bomb in my backpack and I might need...