Barry: Good god, Mom did it!
Murray: No! That was just another coincidence. You keep your mother out of this. Understand?
Beverly: Understand what? I heard "mother." I'm the mother. Here I am.
Barry: Dude, all these years, we've got it wrong. You're not a jinx. You're like a real, actual lucky charm.
Beverly: Thank you, schmoo.
Murray: No. Stop. There's no such thing as actual luck.
Barry: Then why are you wearing your lucky Jersey and underpants?
Murray: This helps The Eagles win, not your mother.