Dorothy: So what am I supposed to do?
Blanche: You have to make him stand on his own two feet. If I were you, I'd kick him out.
Dorothy: You really think I should do that?
Blanche: Kick him out. I know it sounds hard and cruel, Dorothy, but I've been reading about that very thing. It's called "rough love."
Dorothy: No, I think it's "tough love."
Blanche: Well, see there? Now, we've both come up with something we oughta try.