As Blanche and Rose conclude their first dance in the living room and they are standing, waiting for the audience to stop applauding, you can see a microphone over Sophia's head as she enters from the kitchen.
It seems in this episode Blanche reveals a secret about how she was afraid of dancing in a recital as a child and she was "standing in a puddle" and therefore wants to back out of the dance recital... but in other episodes she seems more than agressive in persuing actor/dancing roles ... The Sound of Music, MacBeth, Henny Penny to name a few.
In this episode, Blanche shares her fear of flying, but in "Nothing to Fear but Fear Itself", it's Dorothy who is scared of flying and Blanche is afraid of bald men. Dorothy's hospital fear and Blanche's fear of performing is never mentioned again.
Sophia: (about knitting a wrap for her brandy bottle) You drink out of a paper bag at the park and suddenly everybody's your friend!
Rose: (about Dorothy getting hurt) It happened in class when she tried to do a Cincinatti Red with a double pullback. It goes something like this. (does a little tap dance)
Sophia: Margaret Weinstein did the same thing when they changed her medication.
Dorothy: The doctor says I'm fine.
Sophia: You're lying.
Rose: Oh, Sophia, Dorothy wouldn't lie.
Sophia: A mother knows when her child is lying. It's like bat radar! Now what did the doctor really say?
Dorothy: He said I'd have to have surgery.
Rose: Surgery? For what?
Dorothy: (annoyed) For kicks, Rose!
Dorothy: I don't like hospitals, I don't like doctors!
Rose: Dorothy, nobody likes hospitals, but there's nothing to be scared of.
Dorothy: Oh really, Rose? What about blood? What about death? What about those nighties that don't close up in the back??
Rose: Well, anyone can make it sound terrible.
Blanche: When are you having the surgery?
Blanche: Dorothy, you just said yourself that it's a very common procedure.
Dorothy: Yes, for the doctor, but it happens to be my foot that he wants to cut open!
Sophia: Fine, don't have the surgery. Let me suffer.
Dorothy: Ma, it's my foot!
Sophia: Your foot, my heart. Do you have any idea how much a mother suffers when she sees her child in pain?
Sophia: Knit one. Pearl two.
Rose: 5, 6, 7, 8.
(Rose tap dances across the floor)
Blanche: Knock it off, Rose.
Rose: (in response to Blanche's stage fright) Hey, we all have our sad stories. Listen, Blanche, we've paid for our costumes, we've practiced for weeks, we told everyone we were going to be there, and you are NOT backing out on me! And if you melt into a puddle, well then, you better just break into "Singing in the Rain!"
Blanche: (annoyed by Rose's incessant dancing) Knock it off, Rose.
Rose: It's just that I've always dreamed about learning to tap dance, and I guess I get too gung-ho about things. When I was a child, I used to get overexcited and pet the cat too hard.
Dorothy: Ma, could you fluff my pillow?
Sophia: What do I look like, an orderly?
Bonnie: A few years ago, I had a mastectomy. And well, now I'm back for another.
Dorothy: And you're not scared?
Bonnie: I'm petrified. Nobody's that brave, except on TV and in the movies. I remember crying when they first told me, and I don't think I stopped until they wheeled me into surgery. Then afterward, I cried because I thought the pain would never go away. But it did. And it will again. You get through it. You move on. It could have been a lot worse, I could have missed these past three years.... Dorothy? Are you all right? How do you feel?
Dorothy: Like a fool. Like a damn fool.
Bonnie: I had some surgery last year, and now I'm back for another.
Dorothy: You're having the same surgery again? Don't they get it right around here the first time?
Rose: Blanche, quick, call the police! There's a big ugly man with a limp outside and he's wearing Dorothy's coat! (she looks and sees Dorothy sitting on the bed) Of course, it was dark, and I tend to overdramatize.
Dorothy: When I was five and had to have my appendix taken out, you left me alone.
Sophia: I had to go to your Uncle Nunzio's funeral.
Dorothy: But Pop didn't.
Sophia: Of course not. He hated your Uncle Nunzio. Everyone hated your Uncle Nunzio. That's how he died. Twenty stab wounds at a block party, and no one saw a thing!
Dorothy: Why are you doing those exercises?
Bonnie: No reason. I just like to stay healthy.
Dorothy: I hate to break it to you, Bonnie, but you're in a hospital. The exercises aren't working.
Dorothy: Fine, Ma. I'll have the surgery. You win. You always win. But you don't play fair.
Sophia: That's why I always win!
Dorothy: What do you think you are doing?
Priest: I'm here to give you the last rites, Mr. Ferguson.
Dorothy: I'm not Mr. Ferguson.
Priest: Then what are you doing in bed with him? The man's dying, for god's sake!
(Dorothy is presented with medical release forms.)
Dorothy: I'm having a simple operation. How could I possibly die?
Doctor: Oh it's possible. Believe me.
(After Dorothy sneaks back from the hospital and refuses to go back for surgery)
Sophia: Fine, it's settled, we'll do it here! Blanche, boil some water and get me a pillow. Rose, go sharpen my ginsu knife. Dorothy, pick out a shoe you'd like to bite on.
Dorothy: Ma, you're not serious.
Sophia: Of course not, I'm just acting as stupid as you!
The background shot during the closing credits features Dorothy, in her hospital bed, while Blanche and Rose, with their backs to the cameras, stand, waiting for Dorothy's reaction to their dance.