Sophia: Who's on the phone?
Rose: It's that woman from the restaurant.
Sophia: Give me the phone. [on the phone] So, uh, you're Myra. Who am I? Some call me Sophia. Others know me as "The Terminator." Of course, these people have corneas that look like cotton balls.
Rose: Maybe I better talk.
Sophia: Is that right? Well, listen, Myra, I'm not afraid of you. I'm from Sicily. You know what the number one export of our village is? Ransom notes. [aside] I had a flashback in the can.