Blanche: I wish I'd taken my raincoat.
Dorothy: Why are you two dressed like that?
Blanche: Well, these are our costumes for the play, Dorothy. We were in the middle of dress rehearsal when they told us all to go home right away.
Rose: There's a hurricane heading for Miami.
Angelo: You know, I think I will take a slice of cake. Hello.
Dorothy: Uncle Angelo, I'd, uh, like you to meet, uh uh...
Rose: I'm Sister Rose.
Angelo: How do you do? Nice to meet you.
Blanche: I'm Sister Blanche.
Angelo: Glad to meet you.
Blanche: We're here, uh, collecting lingerie for needy sexy people.