Dorothy: We were just explaining to Merrill that there's no telling when Blanche will be back.
Blanche: Oh, Lord, no. There's no use waiting around. You wouldn't like Blanche anyway.
Rose: She's not your type.
Blanche: That's right. She isn't.
Rose: She's very cold.
Blanche: Frigid. Hardly likes men at all.
Rose: And she's ugly. Isn't she?
Blanche: "Ugly" is a pretty strong word, Rose.
Rose: And wrinkled. Isn't she?
Blanche: She is not wrinkled.
Rose: And fat.
Blanche: Stop that! You just stop that right now. She is none of those things, Rose Nylund. She is gorgeous. Gorgeous, gorgeous, gorgeous!
Merrill: All right, all right. Sounds good. Tell Blanche I'll be back. [exits]
Blanche: And stupid. Stupid, stupid, stupid!