Dorothy: Ma. Ma, Mr. Hernandez has to go.
Man: [opens closet door] I'm meeting the wife and kids. We are going ice-skating.
Sophia: Dorothy! Oh, my God! Can you believe it?
Man: Hey, Puerto Ricans can ice-skate! Jeez!
Sophia: Dorothy! Dorothy, look! It's the carving. See? "Sal loves Sophia."
Dorothy: Oh, Ma!
Man: You're Sophia?
Sophia: That's right. And I remembered. I mixed up the rooms, but I remembered. Of course. I thought the carving was in the kitchen. Sal used to hang his salamis in here. Dorothy, I may be fading, but I'm still holding on to some of the big things.
Dorothy: Yeah, and you might get more back.
Sophia: "Might"? I insist! All I need is a little more spunk. Imagine finding that carving in here! Kitchen, bedroom, I knew it was a room I was good in!