Karen: [voice over] I never saw you. With a new haircut, with new shoes... When was your first period? Was someone there to help? Did anyone explain? Did you hear the rain one night when I heard it? What gave you comfort? I've missed it all, and I've accepted it. But today I met Ella. Her little face is like a bird that flies high over thirty-eight years that have gone on and on and on, like a horrible parade. But now it's passed. Only Ella remains, God bless her. Ella is peace.
Violet: Are you married. You must be, or you wouldn't be hiding out here so often.
Leticia: To take something that comes from you, made of you, and part with it forever and ever.
Ray: I don't want it.
Leticia: I didn't want you either.
Ray: I'm not you.
Leticia: And yet here you are, 20 and pregnant and single, just like I was. You see, I didn't want you, and now, I can't take a breath without thinking of you, and wanting the best of the best for you.
Karen: Her birthday's coming up. She'll be 37.