Carla: [v.o.] Antony, everything under control?
Antony: [v.o.] Yeah, Ma, what'd you think, the place would be on fire?
Carla: Never mind, wise guy. I was a little worried, this being your first time watching the kids alone.
Antony: Yeah, I know, but it was no sweat.
Carla: That's my little man.
Antony: Yuck.
Carla: It feels good to get off my feet. Hey, where are the kids, anyway?
Antony: Locked in the hall closet.
Carla: Well, let them out!
Antony: Yeah, sure, Ma.
Carla: I didn't say now.