Sophia: You're home early.
Dorothy: I broke up with Glen. I told him I couldn't see him anymore.
Sophia: I'm sorry.
Dorothy: I thought you'd be happy.
Sophia: You want me to be happy? Help me put away the dishes.
Dorothy: You still angry with me?
Sophia: I was never really angry. I was worried. I don't like seeing you in pain. You still angry with me?
Dorothy: What for? For trying to stop your daughter from making a mistake?
Sophia: Somebody has to. You kids get to be middle-aged, you think you know everything!