Jay: Oh, I'm not gonna lie to you. It sucks, and sometimes it's got to suck for a while. I just wish I could say some magic words or give you a hug, make it all go away. [Manny hugs Jay]
Manny: Can I still have a sip of that scotch like you said?
[Gloria signals no to Jay, then walks away]
Jay: Okay, I just opened a bottle, a beautiful 18-year-old, full-bodied.
Manny: Sam!