Rose: Oh, Kirsten, you're back. I want to talk to you.
Kirsten: Not now, Mother. I promised Charley I'd take her to lunch and then we pack. We're leaving early.
Rose: Now. It's important.
Kirsten: Mother, there's nothing to talk about.
Rose: Oh, yes, there is. And I should have done it a long time ago. Kirsten, your father wasn't who you thought he was.
Dorothy: Um. Oh, I don't think it's necessary for all of us to be here.
Blanche: You're right. Bye, Dorothy.
Rose: Don't go. I want you all to hear this. I lied about the money. I didn't squander it on bad investments. I couldn't have. He didn't leave me any to begin with.
Kirsten: Mother, what are you telling me?
Rose: Your father was a wonderful man, Kirsten. Kind and warm and caring. And never willing to let a friend or a neighbor struggle through hard times alone. But he was also the worst businessman to ever balance a checkbook.
Kirsten: But you always told us how successful Daddy was.
Rose: He was a success. As a human being. But his work took him away so much, I was afraid you wouldn't know that. That's why I made him into something he wasn't. I guess maybe I was afraid you'd think he was a failure. I never thought of him as a failure. I hope I never let him feel like one. If I did, I can only pray that he forgives me now. And that you will, too.
Kirsten: Oh, Mom. Come on, let's go find Charley and take her to lunch.
Rose: Sure. With the size of our estate, I think we can afford lunch.