Mike: Hey. Why are you crying?
Sue: I'm just so scared.
Mike: Honey, I'm gonna give you a piece of advice that my dad gave me once. He said, "Son, stuff those feelings down. Stuff 'em down, and eventually they'll go away." And I have not cried since.

Frankie: Okay, what do you think? Shades open or closed? No. Closed looks like we're hiding something. Open. Open. [gasps] Oh, my God. The raccoons tore into the garbage that never got picked up. Sue, get out there and clean that up. Okay, where is the Bible? I wanna put it on the coffee table. You know, we don't have a real book anywhere. Just People magazine. Mike, quick, turn all the TVs to PBS.
Mike: What channel is that?
Frankie: I don't know.

Frankie: [v.o.] I don't think I ever knew what relief meant until that moment. There was an upside to all that happened, though. I had written proof that I was a good parent, and believe me, it came in handy.
Axl: Whoa! I cannot believe that you won't let me go car skiing. It's safe. There's a spotter car that follows right behind. Oh, my God. You are the worst mom ever.
Frankie: Really? The state of Indiana seems to disagree.
Frankie: [v.o.] Yep. It was good to have it in writing.