Blanche: "Dear Mr. Gorbachev. My name is Rose Nylund. I'm writing to you because I'm really worried about nuclear war. I hear there are enough bombs to blow up the world 100 times and it scares me. It scares the girls in my cadet troop, too. They talk about what they want to be if they grow up, not when they grow up. That's why I'm asking you to please unplug your bombs. I'll bet my bottom dollar, or in your case, your bottom ruble, that if you called President Reagan, he'd do the same thing. It's just someone has to be first. Thank you. Your friend, Rose Nylund. P.S. [laughs] Don't call the president in the afternoon. I hear that's when he takes naps."
Dorothy: Honey, that was really beautiful. It's a shame that more people don't think like nine-year-olds.