Al: Why did you never answer any of my letters?
Sonora: I never got any letters.
Al: Well, I wrote you just about everyday.
Sonora: What did you say?
Al: Stuff.
Sonora: What kind of stuff?
Al: Well... you know... stuff.
Sonora: I can do it because I can do anything.
Al: You are a human being and there are limitations. You can't run away from it. You can't hide from it and you can't change it. It simply is.
Marie: You poor thing. Who does your hair?
Sonora: Well, I do.
Marie: Sonora, you have to be extremely careful with your appearance. I mean, having no natural beauty of your own you really need to help yourself.
Sonora: I found my destiny, not in far off places but within myself.
