Sophia: What the hell were you doing at the racetrack?
Dorothy: Oh, Ma, come on, you're making too much of this. I haven't gambled in 15 years. And I didn't put down any bets for myself today, either. It was just nice to know that I could still pick a winner.
Sophia: This from a woman who's got a Dukakis bumper sticker covering up her Mondale bumper sticker?
Dorothy: Look, Ma, I admit that once I did have a small gambling problem.
Sophia: A small problem? You bet against your own son's Little League team!
Dorothy: Ma, I had to. I knew that their star pitcher had after-school detention.
Sophia: You were his teacher, you gave him detention.