Rikers and Snickers bars. You'll see.
Gloria: So, while you're eating mashed potatoes from a box in a dark room, think of me among the amber waves of grain.
Varga: No. That's not what's going to happen next. What's going to happen next is this. In five minutes, that door is going to open and a man you can't argue with will tell me I'm free to go. And I will stand from this chair and disappear into the world, so help me god.
Gloria: Rikers and Snickers bars. You'll see.