- Grace Winterbourne: She is Hugh's widow, and she has just given birth to my grandson, under 200 tons of twisted metal. Now, I don't care if she turns out to be a Colombian drug lord, I'm going to help her all I can. And unless you start treating her with some respect, I'll take you over my knee and spank you! And don't you think for one minute that I can't do it...
- [exasperated]
- Bill Winterbourne: Paco...
- [snorts]
- Paco: My money's on her.
- Grace Winterbourne: How did I ever raise such a snob?
- Bill Winterbourne: It's a mystery, Mother... let's ask the servants.
- [Connie and Grace have performed a duet in which Connie has had to fake her lines]
- Christine: What a singular interpretation!
- Connie: Oh, fuck off.
- Grace Winterbourne: You heard her, fuck off.
- Paco: [to Connie/Patricia as she is leaving] I don't know where you come from. But I do know this: You are as much as Winterbourne as I am.
- Connie: Oh, Mother Winterbourne. Come in.
- Grace Winterbourne: Mother Winterbourne! That's what I called my mother-in-law because she seemed so cold and distant.
- Connie: Oh. What did you end up calling her?
- Grace Winterbourne: Mother Winterbourne. She was cold and distant.
- [Bill has just proposed to her]
- Connie: Shit!
- [ironically]
- Bill Winterbourne: You know, I always imagined this moment would be like this.