The Golden Girls1985

Blanche Devereaux:
Rose, Miles called again. He wants you to meet him outside the concert hall.

Rose Nylund:
I asked you to tell him I'm not going.

Blanche Devereaux:
I'm not gonna do your dirty work for you, Rose.

Rose Nylund:
Well, I don't wanna talk to him. He makes me feel foolish. I don't even feel comfortable telling him St. Olaf stories.

Dorothy Petrillo-Zbornak:
I want to know exactly what he said to make you feel that way.

Rose Nylund:
Look, I'm not going out with him. You go, Blanche.

Dorothy Petrillo-Zbornak:
What!

Rose Nylund:
Well, you like him, I know you do. So you go.

Blanche Devereaux:
Well, I couldn't!

Dorothy Petrillo-Zbornak:
Of course che couldn't!

Blanche Devereaux:
You stay out of this Dorothy.

Rose Nylund:
Well, why not? It's all over betwen us. He'll know that tonight.

Blanche Devereaux:
It's impossible. I'd feel like a... like a...

Dorothy Petrillo-Zbornak:
A backstabbing slut?

Blanche Devereaux:
No.

Rose Nylund:
Please go. For me. I'll feel better knowing this thing is finally over with.

Blanche Devereaux:
Well, since you put it that way. But only as a personal favour to you, honey. I guess I'd better go get dressed [Blanche exits]

Rose Nylund:
[to Dorothy] Can you believe that backstabbing slut?