Blanche: Dorothy, I know it sounds odd, but this is the room where Grammy and I used to have all of our heart-to-hearts. I would snuggle up in one of her homemade afghans, and whatever problems I had in life, she would make right. And then after she died, she started coming to me here, and the talks didn't stop.
Rose: And she's not in the closet.
William: Okay, folks, that's it. Get out or get blown up.
Blanche: Dorothy, all of my life she's been helpin' me! All of my life! And I just don't know what I would do without her.
Dorothy: Blanche, what are you doing?
Blanche: If they're gonna blow this place up, they're gonna do it with me in it.