Axl: It's just... ugh! Cassidy and her dumb ex-boyfriend. She's all into him now.
Mike: Oh. She said that?
Axl: No, but it's totally obvious. He stayed for dinner the other night.
Mike: So she invited him?
Axl: No. She was all, "Oh, my God, Axl, this is so awkward. Are you okay?"
Mike: So what'd you say?
Axl: I said it was fine, but then he shows up at school and invites us to build houses for poor people.
Mike: Sounds like a real jerk.
Axl: Yeah. So today, we're hammering nails and sawing boards and stuff, and of course, he's all good at it, and then I drop one wall and slam my hand in a car door, and everyone's all, "Oh, my God, are you okay?
Do you want us to take you to the hospital? You want a granola bar? You want some tea?" I mean, right? You had to be there.
Mike: Were you there?
Axl: Uh... you-- you know what? You don't get it, 'cause... [blows raspberry] they were... they... I'm an idiot.
Mike: There you go.

Frankie: Oh, Janet, don't cry. I didn't mean it. I-I've been stressed out. I-I was so mean. I'm a mean, mean sister.
Janet: Yes, you are.
Frankie: Look, it's just that I'm so tired, and I have this test coming up, and I'm scared I'm going to fail. And then you show up, and everything's all great for you. Look, I know my life's a mess, and you're just trying to help, but I feel like you're judging me, and you're right-
Janet: Oh, my God, I'm not judging you. You're the one who's got it all together.
Frankie: What? You've just spent a week in this war zone. How can you say that?
Janet: You honestly think your life's a mess? My life's a mess. I'm a horrible mother. Lucy's out of control. It doesn't matter what I say to her. She screams at me. She throws her toys. She's turning out bad, Frankie. Really, really bad.
Frankie: What?
Janet: See this? [Frankie gasps] This was me asking her if she wanted to take a bath.
Frankie: Did you have that looked at?
Janet: She's a nightmare. The only break I get is when she holds her breath and passes out. We sent her away, Frankie. Shipped her off to a fix-it camp. Camp Tantrum. They call it Camp Tant-a-Rum, but we all know what it is. Lucy's gonna be so pissed when she gets home. I'm scared, Frankie. I'm so scared.

Frankie: I had no idea.
Janet: Oh! [they hg]
Frankie: [v.o.] I really didn't. All those years, you can know somebody and really never know. That's the thing about realizations. Sometimes they come suddenly...
Janet: I know I said you needed me, Frankie. But that's not why I'm here. The truth is, I needed you.
Frankie: [voice breaks] Oh! I need you, too.
Janet: Really?
Frankie: Yes. [they hug]
Janet: [crying] You don't keep tissues on your nightstand? Seriously, Frankie, how do you live like this? [both laugh]
Frankie: [v.o.] Sometimes they come after 11 hours at the courthouse. And sometimes you worry they come a little too late.