Dorothy: Ma, it's so good to have you home. And I was wrong. I have no right to tell you how to run your life or who your friends should be. I mean, you're obviously doing something right. You've made it to 83. I guess it's just me trying to hold on to you.
Sophia: No. You were right, Dorothy. I was with the wrong crowd. By the way, if anyone asks, I was here last night.