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A successful black woman discovers that her birth mother is a lower-class white woman, but the woman denies it. As emotions run high, everyone's secrets are exposed.
Maurice: Secrets and lies! We're all in pain! Why can't we share our pain? I've spent my entire life trying to make people happy, and the three people I love the most in the world hate each other's guts, and I'm in the middle! I can't take it anymore!
[last lines] Cynthia Purley: This is the life, innit sweethearts?
Maurice: She can't help it; she never had enough love
Cynthia Purley: I wouldn't know him if he stood up in my soup!
Cynthia: I can still turn a few heads... Roxanne: ...and a few stomachs!
Maurice: Life isn't fair then is it. Somebody always draws the short straw.
Cynthia Purley: But sweetheart, I can't be your mother! Hortense Cumerbatch: Why not? Cynthia Purley: Well... look at me!