Essie Karp: Hi! Is your mom in? We just need more body-shaping supplements. You know, for our health?
Virginia Kremp: Uh, Beverly, your loyal customers are here. I got cash from the register at the flower shop.
Beverly: Yeah, ladies, I don't think this is a good idea.
Virginia Kremp: Give me more pills now, please!
[Erica slams the door]
Erica: Are you happy now?
Beverly: I just wanted to make some extra dough, not turn my gal pals into druggies! They do look amazing, though.
Erica: Mom, when did making money become so important?
Beverly: I don't know. Maybe when we saw Jane Bales at Gimbels.
Erica: So, this is all because you're jealous that she shops in the front of the store?
Beverly: I'm not jealous that she pays retail. I'm jealous that she's got her own money. I'm jealous that she doesn't have to worry about spending her husband's. And I'm jealous of the way you were looking at her.
Erica: Mom.
Beverly: Exactly. I'm a mom. More than anything, a mom who wants to be a role model for her daughter. Instead, I'm just a drug dealer. [knock on door]
Virginia Kremp: Open the freakin' door now!