Rose: What are you doing, Dorothy?
Dorothy: Oh looking at the stars. Pondering the universe.
Rose: I've been doing the same thing, thinking how wonderful it would be if there really were aliens. Maybe it'd be just like Cocoon and they'd take us away and we'd never grow old.
Dorothy: See, I don't know. I like my life. I mean, I'm not president or anything. I'm just a teacher. A substitute teacher. A divorced substitute teacher, who can't even afford her own place to live. Beam me up!