Bless the Beasts & Children1971

Cotton:
I'm almost sixteen; try gooping that over. In one year, I'll be seventeen. You know what I'm gonna do on my seventeenth birthday?

Cotton's Mother:
[turns away from him back to her vanity table mirror] I'm listening.

Cotton:
Join the Marines. You can, you know, if your parents sign the papers. Dad will.

Cotton's Mother:
[making up her face] And I won't, of course.

Cotton:
And you *will*, of course! Because if you don't, you know what I';m gonna do? I'm gonna make a big sign and march up and down in front of the Bay Yacht Club. [she freezes] "My mother's over forty-two years old," it'll say.

Cotton's Mother:
[she stares at him in the nmirror, then slowly and viciously:] I'll kill you. [Cotton pretends to fire a rifle at her]