Rocco: Sophia, I'm disappointed.
Sophia: Not half as disappointed as I am. I admit, at times, your stories about being a big-shot gangster seemed colorful to me, but I figured you weren't that guy anymore. And if you are, you're not for me.
Rocco: I wish you'd have told me that before. Sophia, I have some confessions to make to you. I was never a big-shot gangster. I was never a big-shot nothin'. All I was was an assistant cook at chowder house in Bayonne, New Jersey. Not the kind of fella you're used to goin' with. I didn't wanna lose ya. That's why I made up those stories of the bank robbery. $45,000 was my life savings. I thought with that money I could I could treat you like you oughta be treated. Like a queen.
Sophia: I can't believe this.
Rocco: I can't believe it either. There's a gate. I could've got a hernia comin' over the wall! Wait a minute. Look, I've messed everything up. I'll just get out of your life.
Sophia: What I can't believe is that you went through all this. Rocco, you always treat me like a queen. Come here.

Dorothy: [answering phone] Hello? Ma! Do you know what time it is? You're what? Oh, the hell you are! Listen, you are not spending the night at Rocco's. Look. As long as you live under our roof, you will abide by our rules! I should do what to myself? What? Hello? Hel- [puts down receiver]
Blanche: Dorothy, is Is your mother all right?
Dorothy: Oh, fine. She does something wrong, suddenly she's my mother.