Blanche: Uh, Dorothy? Are you all right?
Dorothy: Go away.
Rose: Dorothy, honey, it's Rose. We need to talk.
Dorothy: I said go away.
Trudy: Leave it to me. In a few minutes, I'll have her beaming from ear to ear.
[Trudy and the girls walk into the bedroom and find Dorothy in bed with Trudy's husband, Jack]
Dorothy: Oh, my God! Trudy!
Trudy: Dorothy! Jack!
Dorothy: How come you're alive?
Trudy: How come you're in bed with my husband?
Dorothy: I asked you first.
Jack: Honey, it's not what it looks like.
Trudy: Obviously. Dorothy thought I was dead, tried to comfort you, and the two of you got carried away.
Dorothy: OK, it is what it looks like.
Trudy: I can't believe this. I was just playing a prank. Do you have any idea how I feel? I mean, what kind of person jumps into bed with her dearest friend's husband?
Blanche: Not necessarily a bad person. Sometimes circumstances... Oh. You were talking about her.
Trudy: I think I'm gonna faint.
Dorothy: Gotcha!