Lucille Austero: Holy Toledo, Buster, sometimes I think I'm nothing but a Horn & Hardart to you.
Buster: Ugh. What happened to innuendo? Let's do it quick.
Lucille Austero: It's an old restaurant.
Buster: Oh! A restaurant! I don't care if it's old! Look who I'm dating! Let's go there. Let's go there now.
Lucille Austero: Buster, you can either be a son or a lover. And right now, you're no good to me as a lover.
Buster: Maybe you're right. Maybe this has been wrong from the start. So... Mom.
Lucille Austero: Out.