Teresa: I cannot believe my brother's a bounty hunter.
Jane: There we go.
Teresa: I mean, all of a sudden he's some sort of tough guy? Who does he think he's fooling?
Jane: Not you.
Teresa: You know what bugs me? He didn't even tell me. It's not like we don't talk. I could have told him this was a bad idea. All he had to do was pick up the phone and call, but instead, nothing.
Jane: I wonder why that is...
Teresa: I basically raised that punk and his brothers, it's not my fault if he doesn't communicate. (pause) Oh, you think it is my fault?
Jane: No, I didn't say that. You said that. I say live and let live. You'll all be happier.
Teresa: Oh, mind your own business.