Dorothy: Are you prepared either of you? I mean, really prepared for death?
Blanche: For somebody else's death. I have a stunning black dress.
Dorothy: Well, if I've thought about it, you know, the fact that I will die, then how can I take seriously most of the things I take seriously?
Rose: Like?
Dorothy: Like eating, for example. I mean, why starve myself to the point of thinness if I know that I could die tomorrow? I mean, why not eat the chocolate cake?
Blanche: What chocolate cake?
Dorothy: The chocolate cake in the refrigerator.
Blanche: You know, you have a point, Dorothy. Here we are, not eating chocolate cake, which we obviously adore, because we want to stay very thin, and then drop dead. That's nuts.
Rose: But we might be thin and stay alive.
Blanche: But not forever, Rose. We're not gonna stay alive forever. That's Dorothy's point. And when you're gonna die anyhow, what's it matter?
Dorothy: Yeah, I mean, what does it matter if you know that you're gonna end up dying anyway? You might as well do what you want to do.
Blanche: Like having ice cream on the chocolate cake.