Blanche: Oh! You won!
Dorothy: No, actually, we're just the runners-up. But if the reigning winners for any reason can't fulfill their duties-
Sophia: And I'm telling you, the winning mother and daughter are 98 and 77. If either one of them forgets to take a nitroglycerin even once, Dorothy and I are gonna be cutting ribbons at Piggly Wiggly.
Dorothy: But the big news is we beat Gladys Goldfine. Right, Ma?
Sophia: Ah, it was a hollow victory. Time has taken its toll on Gladys. She's not the fierce competitor she once was.
Dorothy: You know, for the talent section she was supposed to do a medley from The Fantasticks. She started with "Try To Remember," and she couldn't.