Rose: Oh, my Lord! She's out on the street and it's almost dark!
Dorothy: Honey, she's fine. She's with my mother.
Rose: Oh, Sophia's different, Dorothy. She's- She's- She's your mother. My mother's led a very quiet life. All this is gonna be too much for her.
Dorothy: Come on, honey. She's out betting on the horses, not rounding them up.

Blanche: When Dirk looks at me, you think he sees an old woman? No, he sees a young, vibrant, passionate contemporary.
Dorothy: Blanche, you haven't even been out with him yet.
Blanche: But my instincts are infallible in this. Believe me, I know men.
Dorothy: No arguments here.
Blanche: A husband like Dirk could keep me young another 20 years.
Sophia: Or kill ya.

Sophia: You almost finished?
Dorothy: Yeah, but I don't want to come out. This is the only peace and quiet I've had in two days. Blanche thinks she's Peter Pan and Rose is turning into Mommie Dearest.

Dorothy: Easy, easy, Ma! That's my best china. You got it for me when I got married, you remember?
Sophia: Who could forget? I carried it all the way from Sicily! And for what? So you could get divorced. I should have gotten you something returnable, like a donkey.

Rose: I don't feel comfortable with her dating a younger man.
Dorothy: I'm not concerned about her dating a younger man. It's just that her expectations are so high.
Rose: You mean you approve?
Dorothy: Well, why not? I mean, what's so terrible? I did it once.
Rose: You? You dated a younger man?
Dorothy: Yes, Rose. Of course, it was before I had the hump on my back.

Blanche: Don't I know it. Over 50 and over the hill!
Dorothy: Oh, come on, Blanche. Age is just a state of mind.
Blanche: Tell that to my thighs. Oh, I just feel awful. I don't want to go on. No, I can't stand it! I cannot stand it!
Dorothy: Well, I can't, either! Listen, you have your looks, your health. You have a couple bucks in the bank and friends who love you. And that's a hell of a lot more than most people have. And I'm just not going to sit here and listen to you feeling sorry for yourself and neither is Rose. [exits]
Rose: Yeah. [exits]
Blanche: [laughs] She's right.

Blanche: How long will you be visiting with us, Mrs. Lindstrom?
Rose: Only a week. Then she's off to Houston to see my brother.
Sophia: Is your name Mrs. Lindstrom?
Blanche: Mrs. Lindstrom, how would you like a little tour of our home while Rose is fixing that snack?
Rose: Oh, I don't think this is a good time for that. Mother's had a big day and I don't want her to get overtired.
Dorothy: Well, she can skip the east wing, Rose.

Blanche: Oh, my date with Dirk was a disaster. He was looking for a mother, not a lover. It was humiliating.
Rose: I think it's sweet.
Blanche: You would, Betty Crocker.

Mrs. Lindstrom: Sophia, what time does that mall close? I feel like getting wild! I'll buy you some of that bikini underwear.
Sophia: Nah, it rides up on me.

Rose: Oh, Sophia, thank goodness you're home! Where's Mother?
Sophia: She was feeling lucky so she wanted to try her hand at jai-alai.
Dorothy: Why didn't you go with her?
Sophia: I'm too short to play jai-alai.
Rose: Sophia, you left my mother alone, roaming through a strange city?
Sophia: Who's roaming? She has a bus map, $400, and a Spanish/English dictionary.