Sophia: I told you, I heard voices in here, and- Oh, God, it's Dorothy! I tell you, she takes one tennis lesson-
Dorothy: Ma, Blanche had her dream.
Rose: Are you all right?
Blanche: I think so. Usually I feel empty when I realize George isn't here, but this time, it's different.
Dorothy: How?
Blanche: Well, I don't know, the dream was diff- Oh, wait. I got to hug him. You know how I always wake up before I get to hug George. This time I didn't.
Rose: Oh, Blanche, that's wonderful.
Blanche: It was wonderful, Rose. When he died, I thought, "Oh, the worst part is I'll never get to hold him again." Tonight I did. I could actually feel him. Still can.
Dorothy: And you're gonna be all right?
Blanche: Oh, yeah, I'm fine. Good night.