Losing Isaiah

Margaret Lewin:
Any animal can give birth. That doesn't make it a mother.

Khaila Richards:
Are you calling me an animal? If you think you're going to just take my baby from me like some puppy from a pound, you got another thing coming, lady!

Rehab Leader:
[as Khaila suddenly bursts into tears] Khaila, what is it? What's wrong?

Khaila Richards:
I killed him.

Rehab Leader:
What?

Khaila Richards:
My baby. I killed my baby. I threw him in the trash can.

Khaila Richards:
What is it you don't want him to know, huh? That his mother is as black as he is?

Margaret Lewin:
[sneering] "Black!" All you people think about is color!

Khaila Richards:
You people? You *people*? Well, you better look around, cause me and Isaiah, we the same kind of people. Or didn't you notice?