May we see her, please?
Maybe seeing us will jog her memory?
Sure, just follow me.
July, your parents are here to see.
I keep telling you that they're not my parents. My parents passed away three years ago. Why doesn't anyone believe me?
That sure was a nasty fall, wasn't it?
Fall? What the hell is she talking about?
You don't know? You fell off your horse, honey.
Do I even ride?
Indeed, you do. You've even won a couple of trophies for it!