Frankie: Well, did you say they should've had the drawing in front of the school, not a secret drawing? Did you say it was fuzzy math? Did you say that?
Mike: Look, I-I didn't want to push it. She said it's the end of the year and all the teachers are tired.
Frankie: Well... [scoffs] that... that... that's not an excuse. I'm tired, Mike. We're all tired. So what did you say?
Mike: I said that I thought it would be great if all the kids that wanted to could perform.
Frankie: Oh, you thought it'd be great? You know what I think would be great? If I send you to kick butt and you do what you're supposed to do. And you didn't. Were you even outraged?
Mike: No, but I'm getting there now. [Frankie sighs] Look, they're going with the nine, and that's it.
Frankie: So it was a total wasted visit. You blew our first attempt. The first attempt is very important, Mike. Now I'm gonna have to e-mail them, and we're gonna seem like the annoying people. All that height, and you accomplish nothing. God, if I had your height, the things I could get done.
Mike: Come on, Frankie. I know he's disappointed, but in a couple days, he'll probably forget all about it.
Frankie: No, he won't. He wants his moment in the sun! It's his hero's journey, and, damn it, I'm gonna get it for him. I'm gonna fix this because I care about my child. [sighs] What's his teacher's name again?

Sue: Anyway, they said it was fine if I missed orientation, just as long as I'm there in time Saturday for the lice check and to shadow Aunt Granny's evening shift.
Mike: Hang on. I don't want you driving down there all by yourself. I'll take you.
Sue: Okay! But we have to leave by 4:00, so that means no hanging out after the ceremony, taking pictures, and talking to people.
Mike: Sold.

Axl: Hey! Got a sec?
Colton: I'm not doing your stupid little boat thing.
Axl: [clicks tongue] I think it's time we had a, uh, heart-to-heart talk.
Colton: You mean a fart-to-fart talk?
Axl: [sighs] Okay, that's super funny, but I'm being serious. Listen, man, there's no reason you and I shouldn't be getting along. Truth is, I look at you, I see myself. But you got to pull back on the 'tude, dude, okay? You got swag, but you don't need to prove it 24/7. So here's the deal. We really need you in this boat race today. We can't win without you, so, uh, what do you say, hmm? Got my back?
Colton: [mockingly] You got my back?
Axl: Excuse me?
Colton: Excuse me?
Axl: I'm a little idiot.
Colton: [normally] Yeah. You are.
Axl: Ugh! All right. You know what, man? I'm out, okay? Fine. And... And... And... And... I know you think you've won, but you haven't. It might seem cool to just sit on the sidelines and make fun of everything, but at the end of the day, you're not really cool. You're just a guy who missed out on a lot of fun stuff.

Frankie: No duets?!
Principal Carson: Mrs. Heck, we can't let kids pair up because...
Frankie: I know. Because Seymour asked Troy to sing, and Troy said no. But Troy didn't say no to him because he wants to sing by himself. He said no because he doesn't like Seymour! Now, as I kindly offered in e-mails that were never responded to, I am more than happy to help facilitate. But I will not sit around and let some stupid random decision hurt my child! I will...
Principal Carson: I know. You'll burn this place to the ground. At this point, I'd throw you the match.

Frankie: [v.o.] So, after three hours... [ukulele plays] ...the moment I had fought for was finally here. And then I realized, what exactly had I fought for? I didn't even know if Brick could sing.
Brick: [sings] The warmth of your love's like the warmth from the sun And this will be our year Took a long time to come
Troy: [sings] Don't let go of my hand now, the darkness has gone This will be our year Took a long time to come
Both: [sing] And I won't forget the way you helped me up when I was down And I won't forget the way you said "It'll be all right" You give me faith to go on Now we're there, and we've only just begun This will be our year...
Frankie: [v.o.] What was I worried about? Brick is amazing. You know, come to think of it, he's always been amazing ever since the day I laid eyes on him.
[montage of Brick moments as Brick and Troy sing]
Sue: [interrupts] Dad. We got to leave now. It's 4:00.

Frankie: Have a great summer. Make sure you call me when you get there, and tell me what your apartment is like and how your first shift goes and if you have lice.
Sue: I will.
Mike: [horn honks] You can hug in August.
Brick: Mom, you should go. Get Sue settled into her new place.
Frankie: What? No. We're getting Bodean's chicken and celebrating your big day.
Brick: That's okay. I've already had my moment in the sun thanks to you. You fought for me. I mean, I would've given up way before you did.
Frankie: [sighs] Well, it is in your genes. Are you sure? [Brick nods] [hugs Brick] Wait! I'm coming! [brakes squeak] Take care of your brother. We're getting him the good chicken from Bodean's. Spring for some sides, and I'll pay you back later.
Brick: Wait! I understand Dollywood's got some great bookstores.
Sue: Axl? Could be fun.
Axl: That'd be a big no. Wait! Wait! Wait, wait, wait! [grunts] Sue will be in a dorky costume. Can't miss that.

Frankie: [v.o.] So, summer was right around the corner, and Axl, being Axl, had scored the cushiest job of all time at the Orson Heights Country Club.
Axl: I know a lot of the other counselors are uptight. They want you to "follow the rules" and do activities that won't "break your neck," but I'm not like that. I'm super fun, but I'm also super chill, which is why you guys can call me Axl, or Ax, or the Ax Man.
Colton: How about "Peaked in High School"? [laughter]
Axl: Okay, wow. That was really mean, but it's cool 'cause I'm chill. So, as I was saying...
Colton: What are you, 30?
Axl: I'm not 30.
Colton: Then why do you have all those lines on your face?
Axl: I don't have lines on my face. I just like to carry a healthy tan.
Colton: Hey, Peaked, your mother's on line one... on your forehead. [laughter]

Frankie: Hey, there's my graduation singer. Are you excited for your big day, which is this Saturday at 1:00?
Brick: Oh, Mom, I'm not allowed to sing anymore. Mrs. Lang said too many kids signed up this year.
Frankie: Wait, what? I thought it was open to everybody.
Brick: Yeah, well, not this year. Mrs. Lang said the teachers decided the ceremony would be too long, so they put all our names in a hat and picked nine kids who get to perform. I'm one of six that didn't get picked.
Frankie: What? Well, that's random.
Brick: Yep. I guess they drew names in the teachers' lounge. All I know is I'm not doing anything at graduation. I'm not valedictorian. I'm not gonna sing my song. So much for my moment in the sun. Apparently my hero's journey ends with a resounding "meh." [bag dragging]

Axl: Hey, hey! Hey, guys! What's going on? Come on! We've only got a couple days until the Cardboard Regatta. We got a boat to build if we want to show this camp how Axl's Avengers roll.
Colton: Whatevs, dude.
Axl: Hey, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! Don't "whatevs" me, Colton. I invented whatevs.
Colton: You know what else you invented? Fire. I'm saying you're old. Ba-bam! You just got kicked by "The Colt." [laughter]
Frankie: [v.o.] Yep, Axl had finally met his match, and it was him.

Nancy: Frankie. Can you believe this whole graduation debacle?
Frankie: I know.
Nancy: So now none of the kids get to perform?
Frankie: Wait, what?
Nancy: Oh, didn't you see the e-mail Mrs. Lang sent out this morning? All the parents are talking about it. Some parent whose kid didn't get picked probably went down there and complained, and now the whole thing's off.
Frankie: I'm sure they were just trying to help facilitate.
Nancy: They did a drawing. It was fair. I told Ron I might go down there.
Frankie: Is that a good idea? Maybe it's better that nobody gets to do it. It wouldn't be fair that some kids get their moment in the sun while others don't.
Nancy: Well, I'm just sick about it. Now I have to tell Dotty she can't read the poem she's worked so hard on. It took her weeks to find a rhyme for "aspirations." I don't like to use language, Frankie, but this... stinks! It really stinks!