Dorothy: Actually, Rose, I need cash. Quick. And I'm up to my limit at the automated teller.
Rose: Is this about the phone call you just received?
Dorothy: The phone- Yes, yes. It was the paperboy. I forgot to pay him last week.
Rose: How much do you need?
Dorothy: $250.
Rose: Isn't that kind of a lot for the paperboy?
Dorothy: Rose, the truth is- The truth is, I need the money so my mother can have an operation.
Rose: Sophia needs an operation?
Dorothy: Well, not an actual operation. She's just going to have her face done.
Rose: How's she gonna get it done?
Dorothy: Southwestern, Rose. Look, Rose, I need the money. You're just going to have to trust me.
Rose: Well, of course I trust you. You're my best friend. You can take everything I have.
Dorothy: Well, don't give me everything you have. I mean, all I need is a couple hundred bucks, you know, so that I can-
Rose: Oh, you don't owe me any explanation. Here. I want you to take my bank card, and take as much money as you need, and pay me back whenever you can.
Dorothy: Oh, thanks a lot. And don't you worry, I'll have this money back before you know it.
Rose: Oh, no hurry. I trust you completely.
Dorothy: Yeah, well Rose, I mean, you shouldn't trust anyone completely.
Rose: Dorothy, if I can't trust you, whom can I trust? You're practically a sister to me.
Dorothy: Yeah, well, sisters often lie, Rose. And even best friends take advantage of each other occasionally.
Rose: I don't think so.
Dorothy: Rose, you should. You're being very naive.
Rose: I'm not naive.
Dorothy: Yes, you are. You are being naive now. Don't you see? I'm stealing your money.
Rose: I know, Dorothy. But I was hoping you'd have a hard time taking advantage of somebody who cares about you as much as I do.
Dorothy: I need help, Rose. Oh, God, I hate the lying!