Blanche: Oh, God, Dorothy, look at her.
Dorothy: It's the surgery. Nobody looks good after surgery.
Sophia: Tell that to Cher.
Dorothy: Please, Ma, not now.
Sophia: No, Dorothy. You're wrong. I know Rose can hear us, and if we act like it's over, she will, too. Don't worry, kiddo. We're all here. You're gonna be fine. Dorothy is here. Blanche is here. She wants you to get out of the bed, so she can use it. There's a cute doctor she's got her eye on.