Gloria: Ah, Jay, papi, don't pay attention to what he's saying. He's just being funny.
Jay: Because he points out the truth. Those people were laughing because they saw it too.
Gloria: What do you care what they think?
Jay: I don't. I care what you think.
Gloria: I love you. You're my valentine.
Jay: Yeah, for now. But what about when I'm 80 and I'm in a wheelchair, on oxygen? You still gonna want me?
Gloria: Do you think I'm so shallow that I'm gonna leave you when you're old? What if I gain a hundred pounds? You gonna leave me then?
Jay: ... No.
Gloria: What's with the pause?
Jay: Well, it's not exactly fair. I mean, I have to get old. You don't have to get fat.