Dorothy: Well, I finally finished my letter. I got everything down, every little hurt out.
Sophia: This is to me.
Dorothy: I found out during the process that Pop was a pretty good father. But I never really told him I loved him, so I want to make sure I tell you.
Sophia: Oh, pussycat. "Dear Ma. Thanks for giving me life and thanks for making it good. I love you." And I love you, too, pussycat.
Dorothy: And I love you, too. And I'm glad you're my mom.
Sophia: And I'm glad you're my baby. [doorbell rings]
Dorothy: That's probably the schmaltz police.