Frankie Quote #1665
Quote from Frankie in A Tough Pill to Swallow
Frankie: See, Brick, this is why you got to learn to swallow a pill. Everyone has to learn to grow the hell up right now!
Mike: Calm down. Losing it doesn't help anybody. I think we just have to go up there, talk to the bursar, and straighten out this whole mess.
Frankie: Your dad's right. I mean, we'll go nuts on 'em if we have to. We'll be the mayors of Crazytown. Oh, and I know the hostess at Applebee's. Her second cousin is a Congressman. Don't think I won't play that card. 'Cause I will burn that place down. Because we are strong and we are Americans, and they...
Mike: Yeah, you're staying home.
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Quote from Sue
Sue: Professor Balio? Hi. Sue Heck. I just wanted to introduce myself on the first day of class. College can be so impersonal. [chuckles] I just wanted to say I'm very excited to be here. Or am I here? [laughs] Philosophy joke.
Professor Balio: I'm sorry. Did you say Sue Heck? Are you sure you're in the right class? I-I don't see you on my list.
Sue: You know what? I would be shocked if you did. No prob. Happens all the time. I get dropped from lists or people don't remember me or they think I'm someone else. You'll see.
Quote from Brick
Frankie: Look, if I'm gonna sneak out of work in the middle of the day, it better involve a margarita or a Cinnabon. Not a sick kid who won't take a pill.
Brick: I told the nurse not to call you. I'm fine. Besides, with my hearing getting worse, all my other senses are getting stronger. [sniffs] You did have Cinnabon, didn't you?
Quote from Brick
Frankie: Sherpa's home. [sighs] All right. Construction paper, thermos, electrical tape, washer fluid, dog treats, people treats. Picked your medicine, and chicken sub, no pickles. I know, they don't have the seeded bun anymore, so they gave it to you on wheat. I am done. My day is over. Goodbye.
Brick: Uh, I wouldn't take that off just yet. Tiny problem. You brought me pills instead of my usual medicine. Sadly, I cannot swallow pills.
Frankie: Well, sadly, I will not be going back. You're in high school now. I'm not gonna get you a razor and the New York Review of Books and then buy you raspberry-flavored squirty medicine.
Brick: Look, I'm more than flexible. I'd prefer the teddy bear shot glass, but I'm more than willing to accept the plain plastic syringe if it's slightly warmed in the microwave.
Frankie: Sorry. Pills are what we got. If you want your ear infection to get better, you got to take a pill. Remember how scared you were of Scotch tape? And now you can be in the same room with it.
Brick: Wow. Are you seriously telling me that you're unwilling to go back out and get your son the medicine in the form that he requires? [Frankie takes her bra off through her sleeve]