Dorothy: Blanche, what the hell are you talking about?
Blanche: You stole the closing banquet of the only art show I've ever put together.
Dorothy: I did not steal your banquet. Mr. Allen assigned it to me.
Blanche: And why? Why should he give it to you and not to me? I'm the one who's been working there for five years. I'm the one who's been wearing low-cut blouses and picking up pencils off the floor. I'm the one he always gropes at the Christmas party.
Dorothy: And they picked Sandra Day O'Connor over you?