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]

Axl: I am starving. We need to stop somewhere.
Mike: You threw perfectly good food out the window. We're not stopping.
Frankie: There's granola bars in the blue bag. Wait. Where's the blue bag?
Axl: Oh, Sue left the blue bag!
Sue: Stop flicking me, Axl!
Axl: You leave the blue bag, you get flicked.
Frankie: Don't flick your sister!
Brick: See? This is why I didn't want to sit in the middle! [whispers] The middle.

Axl: [wakes up to find Brick staring at him] Oh! I thought I told you that's creepy!
Brick: Slight snag with the plan. I seem to have misplaced Dad's wallet.
Axl: What are you talking about?
Brick: Well, I hid it between the pages of A Tale of Two Cities, but that was too obvious, so I moved it somewhere. Long story short, A Tale of Two Cities still holds up, and I can't seem to find the wallet.
Axl: You've lost Dad's wallet and you've read a book you already read before? Those are two of the dumbest things you've ever done, Brick.
Brick: Good news, though... to make up for the wallet, I stole his car keys.
Axl: You did what?! Oh, I never should have wasted my plan on you! I should have given it to some kid from the Inner City who could have used it to make a better life for himself.

Sue: But what if, you guys? What if? You have to make another will. Without a will, there will be nothing but fighting and accusations, and eventually, the three of us will stop speaking to each other. And years will go by, a-a-and our children won't even know their cousins. And we'll spend holidays apart. I'll be with my husband and children, and Axl will be across town with his family, each wondering if the other is having a merry Christmas, but each too proud to pick up the phone. And Brick, who refuses to choose sides, will be eating Christmas dinner all by himself at a Perkins Restaurant, being served by a waitress who feels sorry for him. You have to make a will, a specific, detailed, who-gets-what, or it'll tear us apart. I've seen it before. Look at Casey Kasem's family.
Brick: Wait. Why am I the one being pitied by a waitress? She's the one working on Christmas.
Axl: My God, can we start this not-talking thing now?
Sue: You see how he treats us? Can you imagine if he gets to decide if I get Aunt Opal's purple cow creamer that you already promised me?
Frankie: Sue, that thing broke years ago.
Sue: You say it broke, but did you see it break? Or is Axl looting from the estate already?

Mike: Brick, you want to explain what this was doing in my lawn mower and why it's not working now? Looks like somebody who was told not to touch it...
Brick: I found your wallet.
Mike: What? You're kidding?
Frankie: Hey!
Mike: I've been looking everywhere for this. Where'd you find it?
Brick: By the mailbox... In the grass. I know everyone else kind of gave up, but I stuck with it 'cause I knew how important it was to you, Dad.
Mike: Huh. It was just laying there in the grass, huh?
Brick: Yes. Yes, it was.
Mike: Huh. Well... [sniffs] Well, thanks, Brick. [sniffs] I was just about to cancel all these credit cards.
Brick: No problem, Dad. Oh, and I found your keys, too.
Mike: Wait. You found my keys, too? [chuckles]
Brick: Yes. Yes, I did.
Mike: [sniffs] Where'd you find them?
Brick: Well, I...
Axl: Brick, don't answer that! For the love of God, dad, stop asking him questions. I just mean... the point is you got them back, so, uh, who cares about anything else, right?