Mitchell: Oh, my God. I can feel your family staring daggers at me. Can't believe they think I killed Grams. Like I'd really be telling her to let go of life.
Cameron: Well, you can see how they'd wonder after you put your suitcase in her room.
Mitchell: It sounds like you're taking their side.
Cameron: You can't blame them for questioning your story about a comatose arthritic woman pulling your hair.
Mitchell: Not a story. A thing that happened.
Cameron: Fine.
Mitchell: Fine.
Cameron: And you didn't help your case by accidentally erasing her "Matlocks."
Mitchell: Oh, my God! Just drop it! [Barb wails] No, not- No.