Ray: Well, I know why I quit. It was Dad.
Marie: No, no, no. It wasn't your father, it was you. Okay, your father, his idea of culture is an undershirt with sleeves. But you were the one who lost interest in the piano, Raymond.
Ray: No, I liked the piano.
Marie: No, you liked the idea of the piano.
Ray: I liked the lessons.
Marie: We had nice times. But you wanted to go with the other boys. Running and punching and spitting. [chuckles] What could I do? I had to let you go. I didn't want to be my mother.
Ray: Thanks, Ma.
Marie: Just know, you could've been something.
Ray: ... Thanks.
Marie: Just promise me that even if you don't play, you'll somehow have music. It is so important to have music.