Sue: Okay, I just don't understand. How could you not have faith? I never don't have faith. I am filled with faith. If you cut me open, I'd be like 80% faith, 20% all the stuff you need to live.
Axl: Why? What proof is there?
Sue: [scoffs] What proof? Uh, ever hear of miracles?
Axl: Like what?
Sue: [scoffs] Like what? Uh, like rainbows? The ability to taste chocolate? A baby's laugh? A baby's cry?! A baby's poop?! Anything to do with babies, really.
Axl: Hmm. What else you got?
Sue: Uh, trees, clouds, sun. Should I go on? Moon! I went on!
Axl: Science, science, science. Should I go on? Science.
Sue: Okay, there are plenty of miracles that happen every day that can't just be explained away by science. And the next time I see one, I am going to point it out to you, and you will have faith coming out of your God-given eyeballs.

Mike: Damn Glossners got to it again. Who was on watch duty last night? I made up a whole schedule.
Frankie: Yeah, nobody's doing that. We gotta call it on Frosty. Putting him out there is a suicide mission. Might as well just put a target on his back.
Mike: That's never where they get him. [sighs] Those kids are messed up.

Frankie: Hey, you.
Axl: [sighs] Mom, I am not in the mood for a guilt trip about church.
Frankie: No, no, no. I just wanted to hear about your job.
Axl: Oh. Well, I start officially after the holidays. I'm about halfway through the plumbing manual. Ironically, it's good bathroom reading. Or is that the opposite of ironically? Doesn't matter. Don't need grammar for plumbing.

Frankie: I'm sorry. I just don't know why you don't want to go.
Axl: Well, why do you want to go?
Frankie: No, no, no, no, no. Don't turn this around on me. I'm not the one on trial here.
Axl: Oh, so I'm on trial?
Frankie: Nobody said you're on trial.
Axl: You just said you're not the one on trial, so that makes me the one who is on trial.
Frankie: Well, if one person wants to go to church and the other doesn't, you can bet your bippy that the one who doesn't is on trial. That's just the way it works. I don't make the rules.

Brick: Wow. Must be the old pretty-girl-at-the-prom syndrome that I've read about. I'll never be at prom.

Frankie: No. I'm not. I'm not gonna get on your case anymore. Look. I get it. You know? I-I didn't want to go to church when I was your age, either. It can be boring. It can be super boring. I mean, half the time, I don't even want to go now. But, um, you asked me why I go, and, you know, I don't know. Why the hell do I go? I mean, I guess I go because it makes me feel better when everything goes to crap around here. You know, when the sink explodes or the dishwasher explodes or fill-in-the-blank explodes. God has certainly given us a lot of opportunity to seek him out. And, you know, if someone wants to lighten the load on my shoulders, then I am all for it. It's just nice to know that somebody's got my back, and, um, I don't know, just to feel like I'm part of something bigger than this. Yeah. So, I guess that's a good reason to go. It's good to know I don't go just for the doughnuts. Anyway... [Axl gets up] What's happening?
Axl: Don't ask questions. Let's just go.
Frankie: What? Really? Are you gonna wear that? Never mind! It's all good!

Sean: Donahues don't do this. I've always been at the top of my class. Maybe I shouldn't be a doctor. I just... T-The whole semester's been a struggle.
Sue: Well, yeah, of course it is. It's supposed to be. It's medical school. It's hard. I wouldn't want a doctor who went to an easy one.
Sean: But I got C's. It's so... average. I've never been in the middle of the pack before.
Sue: Oh, well, I am all about the middle of the pack. It happens to be my area of expertise. Okay, and here's what I have learned... You cannot compare yourself to anybody else. You are your own unique you. Everyone has their own path.
Sean: Yeah, but...
Sue: Okay, look. You once told me I was a very special snowflake. But you know what? So are you. There is no one else like you. You are gonna be so great. And not because you're a Donahue, because you're you. [they hug and then kiss]
Frankie: [v.o.] Yep. Sue was right. Miracles happen every day.

Frankie: Hey. We're gonna zhuzh up Christmas Eve. So, the Donahues are coming over for a party, and then we'll go to the midnight service.
Axl: Yeah, I'm not doing that.
Frankie: What? Oh, come on. We're... We're gonna have appetizers and adult drinks. Don't say "no" to fun. If you're not careful, you're gonna turn into your dad.
Axl: No, I'm all for adult drinks. I'm just gonna skip the church thing.
Frankie: What do you mean?
Axl: I'm just not feeling it lately.
Frankie: Feeling what?
Axl: Church, belief, the whole enchilada.
Frankie: Oh, wow. That's a big enchilada, señor.

Frankie: H-How long have you been feeling this way about church?
Axl: A year, maybe two. I mean, it's healthy. Aren't you the one that told me to ask questions and think for myself?
Frankie: No.
Axl: Oh. Well, I've been traveling the world, seen a lot of religions out there. I mean, who's to say which one's the right one?
Frankie: Ours is. Ours is the right one. Let's go to church.
Axl: Mom, this is about me. It's not your problem. It shouldn't bother you if I don't believe in God.

Sue: I heard you're not going to church on Christmas. What are you trying to pull?
Axl: Nothing. I'm not feeling it, so I'm not going.
Sue: What exactly is it you're not feeling? Faith? Are you saying you don't have faith?
Axl: I'm saying I'm older now, Sue. I've traveled the world. I've seen things. I envy your small-town naiveté, but I cannot shut off my intellect. [pulls something out of the toilet tank] Ugh.