Manny: Well, if heaven's in the sky, what do you walk on?
Gloria: Now, Manny, don't be ridiculous.
Manny: The clouds. That makes no sense. Clouds are air. You'd fall right through them.
Gloria: The clouds in heaven they're like trampolines.
Manny: I don't like trampolines. They make me seasick.
Gloria: Manny, stop worrying. Heaven is a beautiful place with sunshine and rainbows and butterflies.
Manny: Butterflies?
Gloria: Ay. No, no, no, no, no.
Manny: Ah!
Gloria: I didn't say butterflies. Manny, there's no butterflies!