Adult Adam: [v.o.] As my night took another crappy turn, Barry was ready to say good night to Big Tasty.
Barry: [sighs] Farewell, dookie rope. You will never gleam on my jacked neck again.
Joanne: What are you doing with your mom's jewelry?
Barry: Please. She would never wear anything this small and tasteful. [necklace jangles] I'm burying everything that was Big Tasty. Rest in piece, Kangol hat. You protected my head full of sick rhymes.
Joanne: Stop. You can't throw away who you are.
Barry: And yet, I am. Adios, Adidas tracksuit. I'll never rap or occasionally exercise in you again.