Woody: No, no, looky here. I got this great big Boston history book. As near as I can figure, this place was originally called "Moms".
Rebecca: "Moms." You know, I bet Mom was some twinkly little old lady, and all the whalers used to come in here and order her homemade apple pie.
Woody: Well, no. Actually, Mom was an aging ex-fan dancer who provided free room and board to attractive, newly-arriving immigrant groups.
Rebecca: Woody, please say, "yank, yank."
Woody: No, it says so here. You know, this actually reminds me of a cute little old place they had back in Hanover.
Rebecca: Woody, you've got the wrong idea.
Woody: Yeah, you're probably right. That place back in Hanover was a whorehouse.