Blanche: Well, it wasn't just any old date. It was with a plastic surgeon, Rose. Beauty is his stock in trade. He can create any face, any body he wants. And what he wanted was mine. And you know, that got me to thinking. All my life I have had a unique charm that just kind of flowed naturally. Now, if I tampered with that, why I could risk losing forever that special magic that is Blanche Devereaux. That, frankly, was a risk I was not willing to take.
Rose: And that's why you decided not to have surgery?
Blanche: No, I figured if I could land myself a doctor, I might as well wait and let him can pay for it. Besides, I guess I can live with the lines and wrinkles and sagging, as long as I have you three to grow old with.
Rose: Oh, what a lovely thing to say.
Blanche: Yeah. Specially since no matter how old we get, I'll always be the youngest, and the prettiest and by far the most desirable.
Dorothy: You know, once again she had me in her corner right up until the end.