Dorothy: Relax honey. I just want to get it all out of my system before he gets here. Now go ahead, call him.
Kate: I'll call him. You talk to him.
Dorothy: All right. If I can get through an entire wedding with him, I should be able to handle a simple phone conversation with that yellow-bellied sleazeball! [on the phone] Hello, Stan? Dorothy. Dorothy Zbornak The one who gave you the best years of her thighs. Yes, I'm fine, fine. Yeah, it has been a long time. Yeah, well, you know, after two years, I figured you weren't coming back. No, I'll tell you the reason I'm calling you, Kate is getting married. Yes, married. Yes, yes, in a few days, and I'm giving her a little wedding here in Miami and I wanted to invite you. Can you come? You can? Great. Oh, Chrissy can't, oh- Oh, I'm so sorry. Oh, really? No, I didn't know that could happen from a tanning machine. Oh, she'll be thrilled to see you too! She's standing right here. Hold on.
Blanche: Dorothy, you were magnificent!
Rose: Oh, you certainly were! How did you do it?
Dorothy: I just kept telling myself that once he was here, he'd be close enough to kill.