Gloria: Joe, your brother's trying to take a bath. Privacy, please. [closes door]
Manny: Oh, Mom! Mom, no. [Gloria uncuffs Manny] Thank you.
Gloria: I know that you're the poet in the family, but I wrote you a little something.
Manny: Oh, Mom. I'm the lucky one.
Gloria: I'm gonna miss you so much, but I am so excited that you're going to have adventures on your own. Have the best year, Manny.
Manny: I will. And I'm gonna miss you, too.
Gloria: Come back in one piece.
Manny: I promise. [Gloria cuffs Manny] What?
Gloria: Talk is cheap.
Manny: Mom! What... How am I supposed to get out?!
Gloria: You have everything you need to figure it out. Slow down your heartbeat, look at your surroundings.