Dorothy: Blanche, I want to apologize.
Blanche: OK.
Dorothy: I apologize.
Blanche: That's it?
Dorothy: I can't think of anything else to say. I've behaved terribly.
Blanche: I know.
Dorothy: No, you don't. I went to Stan's hotel room because I thought you were there.
Blanche: Well, I wasn't.
Dorothy: I know.
Blanche: I told him that although there was nothing between us, I couldn't see him anymore.
Dorothy: I've been such a creep.
Blanche: I know.
Dorothy: I wish I could explain it but I can't. I think some of it may be that I didn't want to share my memories. I mean, that part of my life, with Stan, is over, but I still wanted it to be just mine. You know, and I was afraid that you might take that part away and...