Rose: Is something wrong?
Dorothy: Yeah. Is something wrong? You want him back?
Rose: No, no. I just wanted to make sure he was gone. I have to tell you what happened. I died. I died and went to heaven.
Dorothy: Rose, honey, you didn't die. You passed out. You hallucinated. Remember that New Year's Eve when you had the three margaritas? You thought you were an animated broom in Fantasia?