Dorothy: Now, look, Rose. This is it. We have had it! No mace, no tear gas, no grenades!
Blanche: No jewelry.
Rose: I won't be needing mace. I just bought a gun.
Dorothy: You don't know how to use a gun!
Rose: The man at the gun store taught me. In the basement, they've got a little shooting gallery, kind of like the ones at amusement parks. Except no prizes. And you shoot at little paper targets. This was mine.
Blanche: Honey, there are no holes in it.
Rose: I know!
Dorothy: That's because they're all in your head.