[A MAN AND A WOMAN SIT AT AN EMPTY DINNER TABLE.]
WOMAN: Look, I’m breaking up with you. I can’t do this anymore.
MAN: What isa dis? You tinka you’re jusa gonna run outona me? Who a gonna look after you like I do? Who a gonna provide for you like I do? Whosa a gonna protect a you in the big bad world, eh?
WOMAN: You see, this is exactly what I was talking about Barry. The silly voices, the characters. You’re not Italian.