Brick: Anyway, you've heard of the musical Hamilton?
Mike: No.
Frankie: Yes.
Brick: Well, the school is voting on what the spring play should be this year, and I was thinking, with the recent popularity of Hamilton, that I would write and submit my own. Because if we're celebrating unsung heroes, I believe there's someone we're all forgetting. Sergeant Charles Stuart MacKenzie! It's got everything... World War I, bagpipes, Scottish rap.
Mike: I can't leave work today to pick him up when the nurse calls.
Frankie: Well, I can't, either. Dr. Goodwin's getting me to take me to some seminar. Well, hopefully it'll happen on the bus and the driver will just carry him to the stoop.
Brick: They all laughed at Lin-Manuel Miranda.
Frankie: That's true.
Mike: Who's she?

Brick: [Scottish accent] ♪ They stabbed him in the shoulder ♪ ♪ Only made him bolder, got him in the gut ♪ ♪ Say what-what? ♪ Bagpipe beatbox! [imitates bagpipes]
Mike: How many more hours till I can take another pain pill?
Frankie: You just took one.
Mike: Damn.
Brick: ♪ And then his maw said with dread ♪ ♪ "My poor bonny Charlie's dead" ♪ ♪ MacKenzie's life was done ♪ ♪ So done ♪ ♪ But he had taken out a Hun ♪ ♪ A Hun ♪ ♪ Or two or three ♪ ♪ Maybe shot one in the knee ♪

Dr. Goodwin: I'm surprised you didn't want to come in on a day Frankie was working. She is such a hoot. Sometimes she pretends to nod off while working and slumps right over onto her patient. [chuckles]
Mike: So, here's how this is gonna work. You're gonna tell Frankie you checked out my tooth, it's fine, and that's gonna be the end of it.
Dr. Goodwin: Oh. Oh, I don't know, Mike. That would be a lie. I don't like to lie. What would I tell Frankie?
Mike: Well, if it makes you feel better, we can go grab a beer and that way when she says, "How'd it go?" you can say you spent an hour with me and I was happy, and that would all be true.
Dr. Goodwin: Okay, I guess I'm in.
Mike: All right.
Dr. Goodwin: [laughs] Uh! This feels so wrong! We're like Thelma and Louise.
Mike: [laughs] No, we're not.