Mike: Uh, what are you doing? We having company or something?
Frankie: No. I don't know. I just thought we'd eat in here.
Mike: Did the kids break the big TV? Hey, kids, get in here.
Frankie: No, no. Nobody broke the TV. No, I just thought, you know, we don't have to eat with the TV every night. We could just sit and talk to each other.
Axl: Whoa. Why are there plates on the table?
Frankie: That's where we're eating dinner.
Axl: What? I don't wanna watch the little TV.
Sue: Did someone break the big TV?
Frankie: The TVs are fine. We're just not watching them until after supper. Tonight, we're having a family dinner in here for a change.

Brick: Dad. Why are we doing this?
Mike: Uh, maybe your mom and I need to talk to you. I don't know.
Sue: Are you getting a divorce?
Mike: Let's see how this goes.

Frankie: This'll be fun. You know, this is actually how a lot of people eat dinner every night. They sit and they face each other. They ask questions about how their day went. Let's do that. So, what was your high and what was your low of the day?
Axl: My low is right now.
Frankie: Fine, I'll do it. My high is having dinner here with my family. My low is the comment that Axl just made.

Sue: My high was the guy who sits next to me in Science saw me in the hallway today and seemed to sort of recognize me.
Frankie: Hmm.
Sue: My low was that I was wrong. He didn't.
Axl: [coughs] Loser.
Mike: What did I say about sneezing words at your sister?

Frankie: Axl, you do Sue.
Axl: [groans] Your head is basically the right size for your body.
Sue: [gasps] Really? You're not just saying that?
Axl: No. It's everything, like, below the head that's got the problem.
Sue: Shut up.
Axl: You know what shuts people up? TV.

Mike: So, what's up with you? You going loopy a little ahead of schedule?
Frankie: No, I just thought if we ate dinner together, it might help the kids to become friends. You know, I was talking to Nancy Donahue today...
Mike: Oh, man, here we go. [Frankie sighs] Every time you talk to that woman, there's always something. You run into her, next thing I know, I can't eat white bread anymore.
Frankie: Her kids are nuts about each other. You see how they are together. They're helpful, caring and...
Mike: Yeah, I've seen it. It's unnatural. All that, "Can I help you? You're so pretty." One of these days, I swear to God, there's gonna be a bloodbath in that house.

Axl: So Dad's peripheral vision is starting to go and Mom can't run too fast or she'll pee. So go deep and to the left.

Axl: Sue, do 10 yards, out. Brick, 5-yard buttonhook. I'm gonna roll out right, find you in the end zone.
Brick: I've got a better idea. [shouts] Car. Car, car, car.
[While Frankie and Mike wait for the car to pass, Sue runs around them]
Frankie: Oh, no, no, no.
Mike: Oh, wait a minute.
[As Frankie and Mike realize there was no car, Brick does a robot dance]

Aunt Edie: I was just about ready to start another round of checks.
Mike: Listen, Aunt Edie. There's something we gotta talk about. It's not easy. You've been doing this annual close-out for a long time.
Aunt Edie: I think the work keeps me alive.
Mike: That's nice. But you've earned the right to retire.
Aunt Edie: Thanks, doll. Should we get started on those new checks?
Mike: No. No checks. I'm trying to tell you that we won't be needing you here anymore.
Aunt Edie: Oh, I see. So you wanna do the checks this afternoon then?
Mike: No. No, I don't need you to write the checks. Ever.
Aunt Edie: So from now on, I'll just be balancing the books?
Mike: No. No, no more balancing. No more checks.
Aunt Edie: Well, if I'm not writing checks and not balancing the books, I won't be working for you at all.
Mike: That's right. Exactly. It's time for you to take Ginny and go home.
Aunt Edie: Oh, I don't think you mean that.
Mike: Why don't I?
Aunt Edie: Because if I go home now, the work'll pile up and we'll get behind.

Mike: Edie, you're a great old gal...
Aunt Edie: I think you're cute too.
Mike: Thanks. But the job here is over. No more job. Job done. I'm letting you go. Do you get it?
Aunt Edie: Oh, I get it. I know what it means to be let go.
Mike: You do?
Aunt Edie: Mm-hm. Now, if we continue on this, we are just never gonna get these checks done.
Mike: Aunt Edie, you're fired.
Aunt Edie: Fired?
Mike: Yes.
Aunt Edie: Oh, this is very disappointing.
Mike: What is? Tell me what you think is disappointing.
Aunt Edie: Well, that I'm fired.
Mike: Oh, thank God.
Aunt Edie: Well, should we get started now?
Mike: You know, I think I've actually got those checks pretty much under control, but what I really do need your help with... Management is all over me about getting this puzzle put together.
Aunt Edie: Oh, my. This is a big one. Oh, look at this, I found a corner.
Mike: Good girl.