Manny: Hey, hey, lead foot, easy on the turns! I worked hours on this cake.
Jay: You're sure you want to do this?
Manny: I'm going to win the cake contest, and then there'll be no stopping me.
Jay: From what? A beating?
Manny: First-place ribbons earn respect, Jay.
Jay: Not if your competition's a bunch of old ladies and weirdos.
Gloria: Could you just be nice? You didn't seem to care when you were eating all his practice cake.