Barry: Mom? What are you doing here?
Beverly: Schmoopie, you were right. I can't be your friend. I'm your mom, and that's what you need, and I am gonna mom it up like you have never seen.
Barry: Now?
Beverly: I've had enough, mister! You're failing half of your classes because of all your wild partying.
Barry: What are you doing?
Beverly: Oh, you just party so wildly. But it stops today! The same with your cool-but-dangerous stunts! And your antics, which are equally as wild.
Barry: Mom!
Beverly: And you. You're the one who tutored my can't-be-tamed son the other day, right?
Jaime: Mm. Um, yeah.
Beverly: Great. Well, now you're gonna tutor him in all his subjects, huh? [to Barry] Don't argue with me. What I say is final.