Beverly: Forget it. If you want to waste your time with women half your age in a pit that smells like a shoe, have at it.
Pops: Oh, don't be like that. It's just a date. There'll be others.
Beverly: No, there won't be. Sophia was perfect, and you blew it. All I wanted was to find you someone who will love you and make you happy.
Pops: Yeah, well, that's not what I want.
Beverly: Why not?
Pops: Because I already had that with your mother. Go home, Bev, please.