Blanche: Dorothy, come look at these old pictures. I'm about ten years old in this one. Big Daddy just taught me how to ride a horse.
Dorothy: You were quite a little porker back then, weren't you?
Blanche: I was a little chunky, that's all.
Dorothy: Blanche, the horse's eyes are crossed. Oh, no. You were fat.
Blanche: Every little girl goes through that ugly stage.
Dorothy: Ugly, yes. But this is ugly and fat.
Blanche: All right. You seem to be getting a little bit too much pleasure out of all this.
Dorothy: Sorry, Blanche. It's just that you've always described yourself as being a great beauty. It's interesting to see that you were...
Blanche: Plump.
Dorothy: Fat.
Blanche: Enough.
Dorothy: I'm sorry. Fat, fat, water rat, fifty bullets in your hat.