Dorothy: Oh, boy. That must have been some dream you were having last night.
Rose: What are you talking about?
Dorothy: I never heard such a racket.
Blanche: I thought you were making love.
Rose: No, no, I wasn't. No. It was a nightmare. Aan awful nightmare, just terrible.
Blanche: Isn't it interesting how the sounds are the same for awful nightmares and great sex?