Rose: Blanche, there's something I need to tell you. I've told a lie and now I have a guilty conscience.
Blanche: Really? You know, I've heard that could happen.
Rose: I lied to you when I said Charlie never cheated on me. You know, he was this traveling salesman, and one very dark night he ran out of gas in front of this farmhouse. And he knocked on the door and asked the farmer if he could spend the night. And the farmer said, "Yes, but there's only one place you can sleep and that's with my daughter." Well, the ironic thing was, if it had been light out, Charlie would have realized that he was just two blocks away from home. It was really embarrassing because that story really got around. I must have heard it a hundred times. Everybody thought it was a big joke.
Blanche: That must have hurt.
Rose: Yeah, it hurt a lot. And it made me angry. I was so mad, I refused to make strudel for a year.
Blanche: That's not so bad.
Rose: "Strudel" was our little pet name for sex.
Blanche: Wow. You were mad.
Rose: You bet. But I decided one mistake shouldn't erase the memories of all the good times, or how much we loved each other. Don't throw George's memory away just 'cause he made a mistake.