Turk: Hey, you OK?
Carla: Great. What are you doing home so early?
Turk: I just came to check on you. You looking at pictures?
Carla: Yeah. I know she was old. Still, she was my best friend. I mean, what are you supposed to do without your mom?
Turk: You can let your man fill a little bit of the hole she left.
Carla: She would like that.
Turk: Baby, she hated me.
Carla: Yeah, she did.