Estelle

I don't understand you. I really don't. You have nothing better to do at three o' clock in the afternoon? I go out for a quart of milk, I come home, and find my son treating his body like it was an amusement park!

George

(Stern, trying to shut her up) Ma.

Estelle

Don't give me 'Ma'. It's a good thing I didn't hit the table. I could of cracked my head open.

George

Ma, people can hear you.

Estelle

(Heavy in sarcasm) Too bad you can't do that for a living. You'd be very successful at it. You could sell out Madison Square Garden. Thousands of people could watch you! You could be a big star!