Dorothy: Morning, Rose.
Sophia: Wait a minute, there's something different about you. Didn't you used to have a neck?
Rose: It's tension. It always goes to the same place. [sighs] My shoulder's tight and my neck gets stiff and I can't turn my head.
Sophia: You mean you can't move your neck at all?
Rose: No.
Sophia: Look out, behind you! [Rose turns around in agony] Hey, you gotta make your own fun around here.