Night Court1984

[the court has to finish its docket by midnight to let the last defendant out in time to rescue his true love from her snob mother]

Christine Sullivan:
I think your daughter could do a lot worse than a guy like Ben.

Mrs. Rollins:
I didn't send my daughter to Europe for two years so she could marry a loser, and end up pregnant working in some dead-end job, like... well, like YOU!

[she walks away; Christine slowly turns around]

Christine Sullivan:
Sir, I say we take the b*tch down.