Carla: Good-bye, Mama. I love you.
Mama Lozupone: Mmm. See you next week.
Carla: Oh, wait a minute, I almost forgot something. Good night, Sammy.
Sam: [muffled] Carla, please let me out. Please.
Carla: Sammy, would you stop whining? It's a family tradition. You cross Mama, you sleep in the wall.
Sam: [muffled shouting]