Sophia: Anyway, it was the night of your first anniversary. You showed up at my house at two o'clock in the morning, crying and carrying on. You looked like hell. You told me you had cooked an anniversary dinner for Stan. He came home late, he didn't have a gift and there was lipstick on his shirt. You kept saying to me, "Ma, what should I do?" Remember what I told you?
Dorothy: Yeah.
Sophia: Thank God. What was it? I forgot.
Dorothy: You said that if you could erase this one day, is this still the man you want to spend the rest of your life with?
Sophia: And you said yes. And I thought to myself, "Idiot", but I kept my mouth shut. I knew this was a decision you had to make.
Dorothy: So you're saying I should stay out of this mess between Kate and Dennis?
Sophia: I said it. I used it in a story. What do you want me to do, embroider it on your underwear? Just stay out of it!
Dorothy: I don't know if I can do that.
Sophia: Then you're gonna lose Kate. And someday, someday Stan is gonna call you up and tell you you have a grandchild who you're never gonna see.
Dorothy: Good night, Ma.
Sophia: Not tonight, Cesar. I'm not in the mood anymore.