Sophia: I told you, Dorothy, I can't remember a thing.
Dorothy: Ma, just because your memory is fuzzy doesn't mean that you're guilty.
Sophia: Doesn't mean I'm innocent, either.
Dorothy: Ma!
Sophia: Let's face it. I've done some pretty peculiar things in my day. Of course, I've got an excuse. I'm an old lady. I left my mind in the '60s.