But she says nothing, however, about a tasty quarter.

Okay.

All right. All right.

Very quickly, please, count to three because it tastes terrible.

One, two, three.

Are you shitting me?

First he's eating like his father, now you're talking like him?

- Ben. - Don't you ever say that again.

- Sorry, Grandma. - How do you do that, Grandpa?

A good magician never reveals his secrets.

Your daddy has wanted to know how I've done that trick...

...since he was your age.

Isn't that true, son?

Hey, Michael. Michael, who are you talking to?

Jesus. I'm talking to my boss, Ma. Take it easy.

Oh, yeah? Well, tell him to get a life.

You got family here. You're busy. Come on.

My mother says hello.

Oh, he's such a big boy, isn't he?

On his big cell phone. Big boy.