Frankie: Okay, forget the walk. Just get to wherever you're going, and sit down immediately. Here, I'll show you. [clears throat] And, anyway, the walk isn't important. It's about confidence. Here. Pretend your dad's a cute guy. [Mike grumbles] All right. Now, you just kind of want to be alluring.
Mike: You might want to take off the two pair of Rite Aid glasses.
Frankie: [sighs] Okay. Now, ask me a question.
Mike: Can I go?
Frankie: No. You can't. [chuckles] See? See? Words are easy, but even more is said in the silences. So you get something in your head, but you don't say it. See what I'm doing? I'm being mysterious.
Sue: Oh.
Frankie: Oh, and listen, when you sit, you... you kind of want to be slinking into it. Like, think of "S" shapes.
Sue: Okay, I got it. Walk without thinking. Think without talking. Slink without sitting.

Axl: Pizza!
Hutch: Boom!
Police Officer: I'm gonna need to see your license and registration.
Hutch: Yeah, yeah, yeah, we know the drill. "We have the right to delicious pizza. Any topping we say may be charged against us for an extra 75 cents." [imitates radio static]
Axl: Can you just give us our pizza?
Police Officer: This RV's been parked here for two days, and this area of campus isn't zoned for a vehicle of this size. You're gonna have to move this thing immediately.
Axl: Immediately... after we eat the pizza we ordered?
Police Officer: You know, if I start writing this, it's a $350 ticket.
Axl: Anchor up. Anchor up!

Frankie: Hey. There's my working men! How'd it go?
Mike: Why don't I let Brick tell you?
Frankie: Oh, no.
Mike: Oh, yeah. He dumped two tons of rocks on the trailer steps and trapped my crew inside. I had to pull five guys out of the hole to get the other three out. Jim had a panic attack.
Brick: But you said I could pull the lever.
Mike: Yeah, 'cause I thought you were smart enough to wait to pull the lever until you got the word. Apparently, I was mistaken. [Brick sighs] You keep on asking me when you're gonna be a man. Let me tell you. You're not even close.
Brick: But...
Mike: I-I don't want to hear it. Go someplace where I can't see you.
Frankie: [sighs] Mike.
Mike: I know.
[As Mike lifts the full garbage bag out of the trash can, it splits open. Mike then notices the bag has been taped up repeatedly.]

Hutch: Ah. Where's Kenny?
Axl: Don't know. Haven't seen him.
Hutch: Yeah, I haven't seen him, either... for days.
Axl: What? When's the last time he was here? Was he with us when we got kicked out of the Walmart lot?
Hutch: No. Uh, what about when we got kicked out of those rich people's driveway?
Axl: Not then, either. [grunts] You told him we were going to the football stadium, right? Oh, my God, we lost Kenny!
Hutch: This is horrible. He probably thinks we ditched him.
Axl: Or he overheard us talking about why we didn't want him. Why did we think we didn't want him? He's the coolest roommate ever. He pays his rent on time. He only talks when it's important.
Hutch: It's okay. We'll explain. We'll just call him and tell him where we are.
Axl: I don't have his number.
Hutch: Me, either.

Hutch: Wait, what's his last name?
Axl: Ooh, let me think. Uh, something with an "L" or a "T"...or some other letter. [Hutch sighs] Look, he talked one time. He never mentioned his last name.
Hutch: Okay, we can solve this. We'll just drive around near the buildings where his classes are, and we'll look for him. What's his major? [Axl is silent] Oh, come on, man!
Axl: Hey, I'm gonna find Kenny, or my name's not Axl Heck, and your name's not Hutch... Wait, what... what's your last name?
Hutch: Hutchinson.
Axl: What's your first name?
Hutch: Charles.
Axl: Really?
Hutch: Yes.
Axl: Okay, as soon as we find Kenny, we are all filling out emergency contact forms.

Tyler: Where to?
Sue: Willard dorm.
Tyler: You got it. [clears throat] So, uh, how was the party?
Sue: Eh, it was definitely time for me to leave. You got here fast.
Tyler: Yeah, it's a pretty slow night. Usually, by now, I've gotten barfed on. [both laugh] So, are you in a sorority, or...
Sue: No, no. I decided it wasn't my thing when none of them picked me. [Tyler chuckles] I was just at the party 'cause, uh... I don't know. I shouldn't have gone. And I took flirting advice from my mom, which was a bad idea.
Tyler: [chuckles] Hey, my mom still sends me care packages with stickers on them, so...
Sue: Aww, that's cute.
Tyler: Oh, yeah, it's... it's adorable, actually. And inside, she includes clipped-out articles, which is great 'cause then I have to walk a mile to the post office to pick up an article I could've read online, so...
Sue: [chuckles] I get articles, too, from my grandma. The last one I got was on the lost art of cursive. [both laugh]
Frankie: [v.o.] The thing about Sue is she's someone who always tries so hard. And for the most part, that's a good thing. But sometimes, you really show your best self when you stop trying.

Tyler: Well, I guess you're my last drop-off of the night.
Sue: Mm-hmm.
Tyler: I had fun.
Sue: I had fun, too.
Tyler: Sorry about all the drunk girls.
Sue: Oh, no, that's okay. I enjoy a good Meghan Trainor sing-along. [chuckles] All right, well, thank you. Have a good night.
Tyler: Oh, I-I got to watch you walk inside.
Sue: You got to watch me walk?
Tyler: Yeah, it's policy.
Sue: What the hell? Go ahead and watch. [chuckles]
Frankie: [v.o.] So maybe the evening didn't start out so great, but it's amazing what a night of riding shotgun on the campus Safe Ride can do for your confidence.
Sue: [exhales sharply] Thank you! You helped me! You really did!

Brick: So, how do I know when I'm a man?
Mike: Well, that's a tough one. I guess technically, you're a man when you turn 18. [Axl groans as he walks in and dumps his stuff on the table] And sometimes not even then.
Frankie: No, Axl, no! I told you if you're gonna be here, you got to keep your crap in your room away from the rest of our crap. And when are you gonna find your own place, anyway? I want you out of here.
Axl: Actually, I'm moving out today.
Frankie: Aw!
Axl: Yep. Savor your last moments with me 'cause after today, I'm dust. Hutch and I landed ourselves a sweet new pad, which we're totally stoked about. [horn honks] Why, there's my house now.

Sue: Hi. Sue Heck. Nice to meet you. Sue Heck. How's it going? I was in an imaginary relationship with a shirtless priest, but now I am totally free and looking for action. [gasps] Oh. That sounded kind of slutty. Now, if you're looking for that kind of girl, you'd better look someplace else 'cause that is not me. [chuckles] Let me... [the guys walk away]
[later:]
Sue: So... you ever had a concussion?
[later:]
Sue: [coughing]
Guy: Uh, are you okay?
Sue: I'm fine. [garbled] They say if you can talk, you're not choking. [coughs] That's a lie. I am choking. Please save me. [coughs] [gasps, sniffles] [clears throat] Well, I guess we have our meet-cute story.

Brick: [groans] I can't do the garbage. Mom's healthier than ever. I'm never gonna be a man.
Mike: Oh, for God's sake, you're gonna be a man. Sue's gonna learn how to walk. Everyone around here just has to stop making such a big deal out of stuff.
Brick: I don't know, Dad. The clock's ticking. And I'm not learning anything about being a man just following you around. I was thinking maybe I could pick up some tips from the guys at your work.
Mike: [sighs]