Dorothy: So you mean you just pretended to go to the concert so I'd realize what I've been missing, how stupid I've been?
Sophia: Now will you go in and get a hearing aid?
Dorothy: You're too late, Ma. I already did. I'm wearing one now.
Blanche: You got it? Why, that's wonderful.
Rose: Terrific, honey.
Dorothy: And the great thing is, you can't even see it.
Sophia: Oh, you're beautiful. I told you, to me, you've always had the elegance of a young Lauren Bacall.
Dorothy: Oh, thank you, Ma. [sighs] A young Bacall.
Sophia: Amazing. Sixty years old and she still falls for that "young Bacall" bit.
Dorothy: [o.s.] I heard that.