Dorothy: Ma, will you stop meddling in my life? I am sick of it. I told you, if I want a date, I can find one for myself.
Blanche: Oh, Dorothy. Dear, sweet, delusional Dorothy.
Dorothy: Blanche, if you don't mind, I'm having a heart-to-heart with my mother. Now listen up, you withered old Sicilian monkey.
Sophia: I don't have to take this. Keep it up, and I'll take you to Shady Pines.
Dorothy: That's where I take you.
Sophia: Ouch. Guess I backed into that one.