Blanche: Sophia, I just wonder if maybe Dorothy's right. Could this whole Grammy thing be somethin' I just talked myself into believing? Some kind of childhood nonsense?
Sophia: Dorothy doesn't understand about these things. You know, her father sent her a very special message, and she doesn't even want me to tell her about it.
Blanche: You can tell me about it, Sophia.
Sophia: Really?
Blanche: Oh, yes, I'd love to hear it.
Sophia: Picture it. Heaven. Two days ago. I'm holding onto Sal, telling him I'll never let go, when who shows up...