Sonny: What's the matter? Huh? What's the matter?
Connie: It was my fault!
Sonny: Where is he?
Connie: Sonny, please. It was my fault. Sonny, it was my fault. I hit him. I started a fight with him. Please, Sonny I hit him so he hit me...
Sonny: Shh... Okay... I'm just going to get a doctor to look at you.
Connie: Sonny, please don't do anything. Please don't do anything.
Sonny: What's the matter with you, huh? What am I going to do? Am I going to make that baby an orphan before he's born? All right?
Sonny stops by Connie's to pick her up. She doesn't want him to see her face. When he sees the bruises he bites his knuckles.