Blanche: Oh, Dorothy, good, you're here. Listen Um, well, this is going to be our final night together here, and, well, we thought it might be our last chance to say-
Dorothy: No, don't say it. Don't say goodbye. This is not goodbye. I don't want to turn this into a sad thing.
Rose: Me, neither. I promised myself I wasn't going to cry. I'm going to laugh instead. [feigning laughter]