Blanche: I can't go in there. I have a thing against dead people. I've never seen one. I never intend to.
Rose: Didn't you see your husband when he was dead?
Blanche: Oh, no. I cannot look at dead people. That's why I don't even watch the news. Every now and then they stick a corpse in on you. You could be watching a perfectly lovely story about Central America, all of a sudden, bam, a dead body.