Beverly: Now, the secret to shredding mozzarella is to put the block of cheese in the freezer first. Sous-chef Adam, the grater, please.
Adam: My hands are numb.
Beverly: Over the teeth and through the gums, look out, tummy, here it comes.
Adam: Hoooo!
Beverly: Whoooo is excited about my shrimp parm? Well, I sure as heck am. [as Adam] Five stars, Mama. [normal voice] You can find this parm and many more parms like it in The Beverly Goldberg Cookbook.

Essie Karp: I don't think you can do that.
Beverly: Ooh! Sassy. I like the cut of your jib, Essie Karp. You're in, you giant floozie.
Essie Karp: I don't know how to reply to that.
Beverly: And last but not least Linda Schwartz, you're just what I need.
Linda Schwartz: Actually, I'm on two other committees.
Beverly: Well, that's on you for overextending yourself like a big, dumb airhead. [laughs] Every group has one, am I right? We're good to go, Rick. What do you say?
Coach Mellor: It's weird, Beverly. It's really weird.
Beverly: Yay! We're going to be best friends! I mean, a very good committee.

Beverly: Well, well. If it isn't the Goldberg Girls, minus the Goldberg.
Essie Karp: Beverly, great news. Our pink eye and our scurvy cleared up.
Beverly: It was whooping cough, and save it.
Linda Schwartz: Look, we didn't want to hurt your feelings, but the ski trip is tomorrow, and we still have a ton of work to do.
Beverly: Skip it, Linda. And to think I wanted to live with the three of you in a beautiful Miami bungalow with wicker furniture and bright floral patterns.
Essie Karp: Is that what this is about? You forcing us to be your Golden Girls?
Beverly: Well, I don't know about "forcing", but maybe "tricking".