Rose: I just remembered, I know somebody in show business who can help us. My best friend in St. Olaf has a nephew who's a page at NBC in Hollywood. I'll write to her and ask her to write to him.
Blanche: Honey, won't that take an awful long time?
Rose: Oh, I don't mind. I'm a very patient person. I once waited two whole weeks for a sty to go away. Every night, I'd close my eyes and I'd picture it getting smaller and smaller. And one morning, I woke up and it was gone.
Dorothy: Ma, you OK?
Sophia: I'm fine. I'm just trying to make Rose go away.