Jaime: Mothers aren't like used cars. You don't just change models on a whim!
Helen: You mean I'm locked into the job?
Jaime: No, I mean you're stuck with it. And don't tell me you haven't been known to think along those lines yourself. Remember the time I... uh... got a D in Math? Or the time I... uh... bumped the fender of your brand new car? You don't get to share those joys with anybody.
Helen: Is that a promise?
Jaime: You bet.