Axl: Can you please keep it down in there?! I can hear you all the way in my room!
Frankie: Axl, this is not your bedroom. I put this table in here to get you out.
Axl: Well, it's not gonna work. I don't care what you throw at me. I'm not leaving. I will keep turning your lemons into lemonade. [Frankie sighs] Um, can I get some lemonade?

Frankie: [v.o.] Waiting sucks. You wait at the post office, you wait at the bank, you wait behind the old lady writing a check at the grocery store. But the longest wait of all is waiting to see if you've gotten into college.
Frankie: Hear anything yet?
Sue: Nope. Still nothing.
Frankie: [v.o.] But we all had ways of dealing with it. Sue immersed herself in an arts-and-crafts project, Mike cleaned all our crap out of the dining room, and I rejoined Curves. Look, making the call is the hardest part.

Brick: I'm sorry. I can't live in this clutter anymore. I just can't. This isn't the room of a man of words, it's a room of a man of sweat socks. There's no space for my thoughts.
Axl: Put your thoughts in the dining room. That's the junk area.
Mike: We're not doing that anymore. Now it's the basement.
Brick: I'm sorry, but his garbage is everywhere. I found pool balls under my bed!
Axl: I am learning to juggle! I'm trying to better myself, unlike you people.
Brick: Dad, it's my room now. He doesn't even live here anymore.
Axl: This is my spring break, and this is my vacation home.
Mike: So much sadness in that sentence. Look, you guys are old enough to figure this out, so figure it out.

Frankie: There is no reason it should take this long. Carly's heard. Sue should have heard. [sighs] Those colleges know exactly what they're doing, Mike. They're just not telling us. Why won't they tell us? Why?!
Mike: Okay, you got to get it together, lady.
Frankie: [sighs] I'm trying! Reading a magazine doesn't help. Working out doesn't help.
Mike: You been working out?
Frankie: Hey, I'm getting my photo taken for my I.D. tomorrow, so back off.
Mike: Look, Frankie, you got to calm down. [Frankie sighs] Sue's gonna get in somewhere.
Frankie: Is she, Mike? Is she?! Ugh, I just want this for her, you know? She's so good and so kind and she doesn't make anything, and if this one thing could just go her way... [gasps] We should pray, Mike. Let's go to church. Is church open now? Never mind. I'll pray right now. Ow! Oh. I just hurt my knee. Now there's no way I can work out tomorrow.

Mike: What are you doing?
Axl: It's cold, but I want to get a tan. Everybody else is in Florida, but I didn't go. You got off cheap. You're welcome.
Frankie: Oh, gee, I wish there was some way we could thank you. Oh, I know. How about we let you get up and help us with the groceries?
Axl: Oh. [groans]

Mike: What the hell?
Frankie: Why's your stuff in here?
Axl: Why is my stuff in here?
Mike: Why's his stuff in here?
Brick: Oh, I got tired of all Axl's stuff clogging up my space, so I moved it in here.
Frankie: You moved all of this by yourself?
Brick: Hate makes you strong.

Frankie: Oh, no, no, no, no. No. This is not happening. We are bringing in Aunt Edie's table. I'm finally getting my dining room back. I thought you took care of this.
Mike: I told them they were old enough to figure it out.
Frankie: What? Yeah, some people's kids can figure things out, not ours. We're not the Donahues. We don't have Donahue family court, where the kids present their case and Nancy and Ron vote on it and they sentence the loser to 5 to 10 hugs.

Frankie: We're screwed! I feel like I'm gonna throw up. I'm seriously gonna throw up.
Mike: Mind getting off the bed then?
Frankie: Ugh. I just wanted the first one to be a yes. [sighs] Why couldn't the first one be a yes?! Oh, stupid Purdue. You know what? When they change their minds and say yes, we're gonna turn them down. Unless they're the only one.
Mike: Okay. We still got a long way to go. You got to pace yourself, Frankie. [grunts] You're getting to the age when you could have a heart attack. And we all know you're not working out.

Frankie: All right, Axl...
Axl: Uh, I'm sorry. Knock? It's called being polite. But since you're here, could you bring me some ham?
Frankie: I'm not bringing you ham.
Axl: My God! It's four feet away. It would take no effort at all for you to just get that for me. Mom, just think about how you could be more giving to other people.
Frankie: You got no time to eat, anyway, Axl. You're coming with me to get Aunt Edie's table.
Axl: Mm, well, I hope you have somewhere to put it 'cause you're not putting it in my room.
Frankie: This is not your room, Axl.
Axl: Ugh! Why do you suddenly have such a need for a dining-room table, anyway? Are the Gatsbys coming to dinner?

Frankie: So... Hi.
Mike: Hey.
Sue: How was the ride home, Dad?
Mike: Fine.
Axl: I'm sure it was. It's not like you had to come all the way from Boston. [all chuckle]
Sue: You know what, Axl? I have more than a feeling that you're right. [laughs] [they high-five]
Mike: I don't know what you're talking about.
Axl: Oh, come on! You're totally busted! We saw you rockin' out in your car!
Sue: Oh, there's nothing to be embarrassed about. I thought your voice was really pretty.
Brick: Especially when you hit that high note. You know, in my whole life, I don't think I've ever seen your back teeth.
Mike: Yeah. Wasn't me.
Frankie: Oh, come on, Mike. It was your car and your body and your head and your face that the sound was coming out of.
Mike: Do we have any of that squeezy Mayo? I hate having to dig out of this.
Brick: Is this something you do all the time when we're not in the car? You just drive around singing?
Sue: Yeah, are you fun behind our backs?
Mike: Look, I don't know what you saw or what you heard, but it wasn't me.