Rose: Girls, I have great news. I've found a final resting place for Mrs. Claxton.
Dorothy: Rose, you found one of her relatives?
Rose: No, I spread her ashes around the old tree in front of her house.
Blanche: Well, what on earth for?
Rose: To prove her life had meaning.
Blanche: As fertilizer?
Rose: No. After I spread the ashes and said a prayer, I went to City Hall and told them what I had done. I pointed out that it might not be such a good idea to disturb a person's resting place. And it doesn't look like they're going to cut the tree down after all.
Dorothy: Rose, that's lovely. Odd, but lovely.