Sophia: The point is, I don't want you to feel guilty. There's nothing wrong with a physical relationship.
Dorothy: Well, then, what about what you said last night?
Sophia: If you had let me finish my thought, Colonel Gaddafi, you might have understood. I said I thought this kind of relationship was wrong for you.
Dorothy: Well, it's not.
Sophia: Dorothy, I'm your mother. I know you. You're a loving and sensitive person. But this isn't gonna be enough someday. You'll be bored and dissatisfied and you'll end up unhappy. I'd hate to see that happen to you, pussycat. But if you think you can handle that, just look me straight in the eye and I'll drop the whole thing.
Dorothy: Ma, I can handle that.
Sophia: Both eyes.
Dorothy: Oh, Ma, I hate it when you're right, and I guess I knew you were right all along.