Dorothy: Ma?
Sophia: Dorothy, how long have you been here?
Dorothy: A while.
Sophia: He's not coming back, is he?
Dorothy: No.
Sophia: It was a nice couple of months. I'll miss him. Think he'll remember me?
Dorothy: I don't know.
Sophia: I'll remember him. I finished the scarf, you know.
Dorothy: Oh, great. Listen, next time we go to New York, maybe you'll take it to him.
Sophia: Nah, I think I'll mail it. That way, I'll always picture him right here on the boardwalk. [to a man sitting down on the bench] Hey! Someone's sitting there!