Dorothy: Ma. Ma.
Sophia: What's going on?
Dorothy: Honey, I'm sorry, but I have to talk to you. Dennis is here. He told Kate that he was sorry for what he did and they've made up.
Sophia: Marvelous. Now get the hell out of my room.
Dorothy: Ma, Dennis had an affair. What he did was terrible. How could she forgive him?
Sophia: Dorothy, please, let me go back to sleep. I was in the middle of a dream where I was held captive on a desert island by Cesar Romero in a loincloth.
Dorothy: Ma, Kate and I had a fight. I have to talk to you.
Sophia: Dorothy, you know that blue washcloth in my bathroom? That's how big Cesar's loincloth was. Good night.