Dorothy: Gladys. Honey, how are you?
Gladys: Fine, Dorothy. Is your mother home?
Dorothy: Uh... [Sophia waves her arms] No, I can't say that she is.
Gladys: I've been trying to call, but she keeps hanging up on me. You sure she isn't home?
Dorothy: No... I still can't say that, no. Would you like to leave a message?
Gladys: Oh, I don't know. I just wanted to apologize.
Sophia: What took you so long?
Dorothy: Ma, when did you get in?
Sophia: Oh, Dorothy, grow up.