Beverly: What if I had a way to solve your problems? A way to make this your biggest hit yet?
Miss Cinoman: Mrs. Goldberg, we have been through this in the past. You can't be in the musical.
Beverly: No, no, I have come to accept that.

Beverly: Wow, I am being rejected by two people who were tethered to my body for nine months by a food cord. That's right, everything I ate you got a tiny mushed up version of. Everything!

Beverly: Sweetie, you have to eat.
Erica: Food reminds me of Drew. He used to eat food.
Beverly: Baby, if you don't eat, then I have failed as a mother.

Beverly: What is wrong with my children? Why won't they let me completely immerse myself in their lives?

Beverly: I made these people, me. I made them with my body.

Beverly: See, millions of girls wanna be stars, but they end up becoming waitresses or dogwalkers, or music teachers, and that is no life anyone would wish for their little girl. No offense.

Beverly: Problem solved, love bug! We're gonna Milli Vanilli the [beep] out of that musical.

Beverly: Hi, can you grab our menus? We're ready to sit.
Kelly: I'm sorry. There's a few parties ahead of you.
Murray: I'm hungry, Bevy. What's the girl saying?
Beverly: The girl's saying there's people ahead of us, but I'm just gonna nudge her until she gives in.
Kelly: It'll just be a few more minutes, ma'am.
Beverly: What do you mean "a few more minutes"? That table just sat down and they arrived five minutes after us.
Kelly: Ma'am, I understand, but there was a two-top ready.
Beverly: So just because I decide to build a life around my family, I'm suddenly to blame?

Barry: Mom? Are you kidding me right now? Move.
Beverly: I will not move. I will never move. You're my special boy. If you end up being just a head, then I have failed as a mother.

Beverly: I've been saying it for years but now it's finally been confirmed. My little monkey is the most handsome boy on the planet!