Gertrude: A bit late at night for a single lady to be in a man's home, isn't it?
Daphne: I'm here because Simon's left. Off to California to do God knows what.
Gertrude: Oh. Well, that's courageous. Good to see him finally taking charge of his life.
Daphne: He's not taking charge. He left because he doesn't want to take care of you.
Gertrude: That is not so. Simon is a special boy, he wasn't meant to be kept at home. He has dreams. You wouldn't understand that.
Daphne: Now you listen to me, Mum. In case you haven't noticed, I've got dreams too. I even moved halfway across the world to make a life for myself. Do you admire that? No, you don't even acknowledge it. Oh, and by the way, I'm no virgin! Haven't been for years! You remember that boy with the lazy eye you hated so much? Yeah, he was my first! Did it right in the parlor where you take your tea. Then there was the German who fixed Dad's car. Oh yeah, and that Irish chap I fancied, who was twice my age and had his own van and a band. Then I came to America, shall I go on? Well, I am a grown woman who's made her own life and her own decisions. Now, I plan to shack up with Niles here, and damned if we aren't going to do it every night of the week. That's the way it's gonna be, Mum, and if you don't like it, that's just tough!