Sylvia: Hello, Lois, dear.
Lois: My mom's not here. Look, Sylvia, it turns out there is a pension. A tiny one. $40 a month.
Sylvia: Is that all?
Lois: Yes, and my mom's all worked up about it, and she's willing to waste all her money on a court fight to get it.
Sylvia: Oh, dear.
Lois: So, I was wondering if you'd be nice enough to just sign a release so she could have it.
Sylvia: Oh, I don't see that ever happening. Good-bye, dear.
Lois: But you people got everything. For my mom, this is all she's got. I... She's just looking for some way to feel connected to her husband.
Sylvia: You mean my husband. [closes door]
Lois: This conversation is not over! [Sylvia turns music on] This conversation... Oh, you think that's gonna stop me?! [knocks on window] You don't know who you're dealing with! Oh, yeah, that's right. That's right. Try and hide! You can't hide from me!