Anthony: Look, Ma, I don't like us being all mad at each other. You know I love you. So let's be buds.
Carla: What do you want?
Anthony: I don't want nothing. Except for you to sign this consent form, Ma.
Carla: Consent? You want me to sign a consent form?
Anthony: Yeah. Annie's parents already agreed to sign it, Ma.
Carla: Sure, no problem. [crunches the paper up and throws it at Anthony] I'll sign a consent form. This is my new way of signing my name.
Anthony: Ma!
Carla: No! You're only 16.
Anthony: You were pregnant when you were 16.
Carla: Yeah, but I wasn't stupid enough to be married.