Blanche: It's been a wonderful afternoon, Patrick.
Patrick Vaughn: It's been a wonderful week, Blanche.
Blanche: Oh, Patrick, our relationship's just so special, I don't think I can keep it a secret any longer.
Patrick Vaughn: Well, it's hard on me too, Blanche. But when the time is right, I'll rent a plane and write it in the sky.
Blanche: Oh, Patrick, sit down. I want to make a confession. I've never told this to another living soul, but I'm not perfect.
Patrick Vaughn: Blanche.
Blanche: No, I mean it. Look in my left eye. [lays back over his legs] What do you see?
Patrick Vaughn: Well, there's a little sleep crust in the corner.
Blanche: No, I mean in the center. See, there's just a slight flaw in my iris.
Patrick Vaughn: Oh, yes.