MOM: You have to drink this before you go. Iced plum juice, your favourite!
SON: Iced…? No…I--
MOM: No? No?!? It stayed up all night to make this for you and you’re not going to drink it?
SON: No, I can’t, it’s my --
MOM: No, I get it. You’re all grown up. You’re married, you’re a big boy now, you don’t need mom to hang around anymore. You know what, don’t drink it. I’ll just pour it out in the sink. Go. Just go.
SON: It’s not that, I just--
MOM: You just what? You just don’t want to be momma’s boy anymore? Don’t you forget who had to carry you for nine months! I gave you life. I raised you all by myself! I am still your mother, no matter how old you are!
SON: Mom, just listen--
MON: No! I will not listen. You don’t listen to me anymore. You can just leave. I have a jar of plum juice to drink.
MOM: (Continues rambling inaudibly in the background)
VO: Oversensitive mother? Good luck, buddy. For sensitive teeth, try Oral B Pro-Health.