— You know, this is great, Frankie. Being in the main ring with you and the crew and all that, but I already have a trainer.
— Can you stop filming?
— No, don't stop.
— Stop filming. What's your problem, Kid? I thought you'd be thankful I was offering to work with you. I'm trying to do you a favor.
— I'm grateful. Nice of you to come down from your mountain to do me this favor... ...but I don't need a favor. I need a trainer. You stuck me with that guy, who's such a dumbshit... he doesn't even know I'm talking about him right now. See?
— It's what it is.
— The only reason you give a shit is I finally got some heat. Let's be honest, Frank.
— Oh. Really? Oh, okay. You're the original media whore.
— Your mother's a whore.
— What?
— Your mother's a whore. And I named my son after her best trick. Right, BJ?