Axl: What up, speed fans? As I promised in my tweets, you're gonna be lucky enough to see me break the law today, but for your own safety, back up a little. We don't want any "Ax-idents" while I "Ax-celerate".
[As the group steps back, Axl and his friends notice the speed limit sign has been removed]

Sue: Happy Justin Bieber concert day, everybody! I love you, Mom. So where are the tickets?
Frankie: Over there in my purse. I thought I'd just hold on to 'em till the show.
Sue: But that doesn't make sense. If you have 'em in your purse, how am I supposed to go to the concert?
Frankie: What?
Sue: Oh, Mom, you've done so much already, sleeping out for tickets and everything. You don't have to drive us, too. Carly's mom will take us and pick us up.
Frankie: Oh. Okay. You and Carly have a great time.
Sue: [squeals] Cool hoodie, mom.
Frankie: [takes the hoodie off] Here. [car horn honks] Carly's here. [Sue and Carly scream] You are the best mom ever! Thank you so much. I will never, ever forget this!
Frankie: Me, neither. [sighs]
Frankie: [v.o.] I guess that's how it's supposed to be. Kids get older and start to not need you as much, except maybe for your hoodie. Yeah... It's just the natural order of things.

Axl: [enters] Hey. Any calls for me? Or about me?
Frankie: No.
[Axl sighs. After initially heading towards his bedroom, he veers off and sits down across Frankie on the couch]
Axl: So what are we watching?
Frankie: [v.o.] Funny thing about the natural order of things... Just when it sends one kid away, it brings another one back. Careful. Don't get greedy. Don't want to blow it. He's like a butterfly. Don't want to scare him off. Be cool. Just be cool.

Sean: Speed limit sign.
Axl: Duh. I see it.
Darrin: Dude, you're still pushing 22.
Axl: My foot's off the gas. I can't go any slower. Look how slow 15 miles per hour is. I mean, seriously. I could walk faster than this.
[cut to Axl, Sean and Darrin standing in front of the speed limit sign:]
Darrin: Who wants to go first?

Margaret: First time?
Mike: Hmm? Oh, you don't know who I am. I'm, uh, Brick's dad. Classroom, school, county, regionals... been there, done that. This year, we go nationals.
Margaret: Oh.
Mike: Yeah, this is all just preliminary, but you gotta start at the start, you know? Good luck to... Your kid.

Mrs. Tibbits: Your word is..."reindeer."
Brick: "Reindeer." R-e-i-n-d-e-a-r. "Reindeer." [dances]
Mrs. Tibbits: [presses buzzer] I-I'm sorry, Brick. You did not spell the word correctly. Please take a seat.

Sue: Okay. We are roughly 174th in line. I talked to the guy, and he said he definitely thinks we're gonna get tickets!
Frankie: Well, I already can't feel my toes, but you know what? I'm really glad we're doing this.
Sue: I know. Me, too.
Frankie: I feel like we don't get to hang out as much as we used to. I mean, you're so busy. You've got Wrestlerettes and Matt. You're growing up.
Sue: It's true. I am growing up. Look at me. I'm in line for a Justin Bieber concert. Mom? I just want to say I think you're really cool for doing this.
Frankie: [v.o.] I was cool, but you know, this is the kind of stuff you gotta do if you want to stay close to your kids.

Sean: I can't believe they took our sign away.
Darrin: It was the only fun thing to do in this town.
Axl: [flips a bottle and catches it] One. One, two. Eh.
Sean: One, two, three.
Axl: Check it out. Bet I can do 15. One, two, three... [glass shatters; alarm wails] Uh-oh.
[As Axl, Sean and Darrin run away their speed is shown on screen: Axl, 19 mph, Sean 17 mph, Darrin 16 mph]
Frankie: [v.o.] Turns out, they all broke the speed limit that night.

Mike: So you're actually going through with it. You're gonna go to the concert.
Frankie: After what I went through to get these tickets? Besides, I went to the doctor this morning, and I have been diagnosed with Bieber fever. [screams]
Mike: Hey, maybe he'll pull you out of the crowd to dance onstage with him.
Frankie: This is about Sue. How many more moments like this am I gonna get with her?