Carla: Oh, no. I'm too late. Oh, Mama. Oh, Mama, I'm sorry. Please forgive me. I hope you can hear me. I hope you can rest now. I swear on your memory, that my Gino is now named Benito Mussolini.
Mama Lozupone: [sits up] Well, it's about time. I was getting bedsores.
Carla: You're not dead. You're not dead at all. You were never dying. You just did this to trick me. And you were all in on it.
Angeline: We listen to our mother.
Sal: And we thought it would be funny.
Gino: No, Ma, No! [holding Carla back]
Carla: You, you never even had the dream. You just did this to trick me into getting to name my kid that stupid name.
Mama Lozupone: I had to. You're stubborn as your grandmother's mule, who, incidentally, you were named after. I honor tradition.
Carla: Yeah, well, I'm gonna give you something to honor right in the labonz!