- Frankie Heck: I don't get it, Brick. What are you so afraid of? What do you think is gonna happen?
- Brick Heck: We drive onto the bridge and suddenly there's a terrible cracking sound. The bridge collapses and the car's thrown into a lake. It fills with water and sinks like a big metal coffin. We struggle to get out, but underwater no one can hear our screams. We all shake with convulsions as the life leaves our bodies. Our bloated corpses go undiscovered for months, but when they're finally dragged out of the lake, they're unrecognizable 'cause fish have eaten out our eyeballs.
- [whispers]
- Brick Heck: Eyeballs.
- Sue Heck: You just don't get it!
- Frankie Heck: Okay, stop right there. I don't get it? Um, I might not get a lot of things, but I get this. Women all over the world get this. Sorry to break it to you, but trying on swimsuits is a depressing, soul-killing rite of passage for all women. There are even entire comic strips devoted to it. What do you think "Cathy" has been aacking about all these years? I don't even put on a swimsuit without at least two margaritas in me. So, you just be happy that you're a cute 14-year-old looking for her first bikini, instead of a woman who's had three kids throwing away a mortgage payment on some miracle suit made with NASA Teflon material that shaves off ten pounds, but all it really does it push it all out your back. So, I get it, Sue, I get it. You hate you body. Well, congratulations, today you are a woman.
- Frankie Heck: Wow, you actually beat Sean?
- Axl Heck: Yeah, he stayed up studying for our geometry final while I completely ignored it and just studied the lifeguard stuff. And I thought he was supposed to be smart. Sucker! Also, I might have bit him.