|Maggie: That was just salt on the wound.
James: Once again, it was all about her while she up here. As I'm laying here, I'm going through each individual story that I've heard and all of the things I've heard. I have no answer for it. No answer for it. I'm just picturing every single person. I know when I was in there I was nearly in tears asking for my Grandmother. I'm sure it was the same with every single person in here. Except maybe one or two.
Maggie: It was a f*ing wasted phone call. She asked about Britney Spears.
James: Ivette, I'm so serious, I'm flying your mother out. I'm serious.
Ivette has her microphone obsturcted sobbing, you can't hear her very well.
James whispers: I'm so sorry, baby.