Rose: We're almost through with our half of the list.
Sophia: Rose, tomorrow I want to double the number of sandwiches. Grab some of that aluminium foil.
Blanche: Are you two still gonna sell lunches after that Johnny No-Thumbs leaned on you again?
Rose: He didn't lean on us, Blanche. He said he had friends who would lean on us.
Sophia: Well, I got friends, too. One phone call to Palermo and Johnny's lunch wagon will be wearing concrete tires.
Dorothy: Ma, come on, the only person you know in Palermo is Uncle Vito and he's a harmless old man.
Sophia: Harmless? Give him some piano wire, make fun of his limp and see what happens.