Blanche: Well, this is unheard of. We're halfway through the cheesecake, and we haven't solved our problem.
Dorothy: Maybe we can't solve it. Maybe Ma's doing the right thing by leaving.
Sophia: Your brother is such a yutz. I just got off the phone with him and he had the nerve to ask me what I'm making for dinner tomorrow.
Rose: What'd you tell him?
Sophia: I told him he should have dinner waiting for me, not that I'm such a big fan of squirrel gumbo.