All the Juviderm, Botox, Restylane and other emotion-erasing cosmetic products in the world can't extinguish the intense love a birth mother feels when she first lays eyes on her daughter.
At the Oakland Diner in Oakland, New Jersey...
DANIELLE STAUB: Whoever she is, my birth mother's gotta be proud of me. Look at my successes... A television show, a book deal...
KIM G: A sex tape, a Colombian cartel...
DANIELLE: You bitch. You fucking bitch.
KIM G: It was just a joke!
DANIELLE: What I didn't want, or need, or ask for, is your pathetic excuse for a joke. I don't expect, or anticipate, or foresee, that you'll live to see another day once my buddy Danny gets here. Ah, he just pulled up.
KIM G: No, Danielle! Nooooooo!
DANIELLE: (in the parking lot) Danny! Thank Allah you're here. Ready to fuck up that blue-haired butt-crack bitch?
DANNY PROVENZANO: No, Danielle, I've come for another reason entirely.