Towards the rum cake) : Can I help who's next? BARRY: All right. Take ten, everybody. Wrap it up, guys. BARRY: I thought their lives would be an appropriate image for a little grabby. (The pollen jock fires a high-tech sniper rifle) BARRY: (Looking at Adam) ...Yeah. LAWYER: Layton, you've gotta weave some magic with this jury, or it's gonna be all over. MONTGOMERY: Don't y'all date your cousins? (Montgomery leans over on the table and yells) BARRY: I'm so proud.