Carla: Mama.
Mama Lozupone: Angeline?
Carla: No, Mama. It's Carla.
Mama Lozupone: Oh. My purse is on the dresser.
Carla: Mama, I didn't come here for your money. I came because I feel bad things got so ugly between us the last time I was here.
Mama Lozupone: So, you've come to say you're sorry.
Carla: Well, I'm sorry we fought.
Mama Lozupone: Then you're sorry. I accept your apology.
Carla: Good. I accept your apology, too.
Mama Lozupone: I didn't say I was sorry.
Carla: Well, then, I'm not sorry, either.
Mama Lozupone: Too late. I already accepted your apology.
Carla: Damn!