Blanche: You know, Rose, you really ought to take off some of that make-up before you go to sleep.
Rose: What? I don't believe it. A circus. Where did they come from?
Stationmaster: The 9:20 to Sarasota's a circus train.
Rose: Girls, this is a miracle. Our paths crossed here so they could cheer us up. Excuse me, Mr Clown. Could you do something to put smiles on the faces of three Gloomy Guses?
Clown: Buzz off, lady. I'm on a cigarette break.