(Ginny reaches her breaking point after weeks of corralling her mother.)
Ginny: I don't think you understand what it's like. Your parents are normal. They do normal things and eat normal food, and even though your mother counts the peas on everyone's plate to make sure everyone has the same amount, I think that's thoughtful. More thoughtful than wandering the house at night like Lady Macbeth.
Melanie: Oh, shoot. I forgot my shoes.
(Melanie runs back upstairs to the changing room.)
Ginny: You did not forget your shoes. I drove you off. (to no one in particular) I drove her off, just like my mother drives everyone off. "We mock the things we are to be." You know who said that? Mel Brooks — 2000 Year Old Man. He was talking about how we make fun of our parents and then we grow up and turn into our parents. And that line popped into my head yesterday, so I started looking through old photo albums of my mother trying to figure out exactly when her crazy set in so I can be prepared. I think it started around college. That's the first time I saw her do that really wild-eyed thing she does. So I guess I've got about three-to-four years before I go barking mad. Which is good. Now I'm ready for it. I can plan ahead. You know, have a lot of rounded corners in my house; wear soft, bouncy clothing; stock up on tissue, ice cream, voodoo dolls…