Blanche: Look here. This is when I was crowned Azalea Queen. Wasn't I beautiful then?
Dorothy: And you still haven't lost it.
Blanche: Actually, this picture was taken two years after I lost it.

Rose: I hate lying! It goes against my nature. I guess that's because growing up in St. Olaf, one day every year, they'd gather all the children who lied in the town square and the mayor would point at them.

Rose: Oh! Blanche's plate! What are we gonna tell her?
Sophia: The truth.
Rose: Good.
Sophia: I just need a few minutes to come up with it.

Sophia: Rose, this was a great weekend! We made $1700. So I can get my TV. And I've worked out what we can tell Blanche about that plate. I wrote it down. You be Rose, why don't I be Sophia. This is what we'll say right after they walk in the door. "Hi, Blanche. You look beautiful. Welcome home. I love you."
Rose: "I broke the plate. I'm such a clumsy fool."
Sophia: OK. Now you can skip down to here.
Rose: I'm not gonna do this!
Sophia: Come on, you gotta. If it's the writing, I can punch it up.

Howard: Look, these plates are collector's items. I'm only doing this because you've said you're in a jam.
Rose: Sir, we have $1700 cash. That's it.
Howard: I'll take it.
Rose: Give him the money, Sophia.
Sophia: But my TV. How about a hundred dollars and we'll show you a good time?

Blanche: Dorothy, come look at these old pictures. I'm about ten years old in this one. Big Daddy just taught me how to ride a horse.
Dorothy: You were quite a little porker back then, weren't you?
Blanche: I was a little chunky, that's all.
Dorothy: Blanche, the horse's eyes are crossed. Oh, no. You were fat.
Blanche: Every little girl goes through that ugly stage.
Dorothy: Ugly, yes. But this is ugly and fat.
Blanche: All right. You seem to be getting a little bit too much pleasure out of all this.
Dorothy: Sorry, Blanche. It's just that you've always described yourself as being a great beauty. It's interesting to see that you were...
Blanche: Plump.
Dorothy: Fat.
Blanche: Enough.
Dorothy: I'm sorry. Fat, fat, water rat, fifty bullets in your hat.

Blanche: My commemorative plate from the Citrus Festival just arrived.
Rose: Can I see it?
Blanche: Oh, no, darling, don't touch it. Nobody must touch it. It is very rare. Only the five people on the committee get these each year. Oh, look. Have you ever seen a more moving piece of art?
Dorothy: Only at Graceland.

Sophia: [answering phone] Hello? [hangs up] It was Dorothy. Hide me. [phone rings] Rose, you answer it.
Rose: I'm not gonna answer it. I don't want to have to lie for you. It's your daughter.
Sophia: We're not that close. [picks up receiver and hangs up] You better answer it the next time. She's gonna get mad. [phone rings]
Rose: [answering phone] Hello? Oh, hello, Dorothy. No, it didn't ring here. Why? No, everything's fine here. Sophia?
Sophia: [whispers] Tell her I'm in church.
Rose: [whispers] She's in church. [normally] I said, she's in church.

Blanche: These are for you, Mama. Hi, Big Daddy. I couldn't go home without telling you why I didn't come to your funeral. Same old reason. I was being selfish. Thinking too much about how I was feeling, instead of coming out here to pay my loving respects. You know, going through those photograph albums yesterday, with Dorothy, I realized that I haven't always been easy to love. Oh, I was a horrible child. Rebellious, difficult. But you always made me feel loved and beautiful. Even when I did make it hard on you. I know I haven't always given much back, honey. I was always so worried about me. Why, I couldn't even come and see you when you needed me, before you died, 'cause I was all caught up in that old silly ball. There is no excuse for that. Although I was the ball queen, did I tell you that? Oh, that's right, I did. Well, here I am, all caught up in myself still. Fighting with Virginia and the rest of the family when we ought to be comforting each other. I just feel like such a fool. I would give up everything that I ever thought meant anything to me if I could have one moment with you. I don't know if love can help you, wherever you are, but if it can, honey, you got it. 'Cause Big Daddy, I do love you so much. I just wish there was some way I could know you're hearing what I'm saying.
Dorothy: Blanche.
Blanche: Oh, Lord!

Blanche: Dorothy, what are you doing?
Dorothy: I'm sorry, honey. Cab driver says we'd better get going if we want to make our plane.
Blanche: Big Daddy, you remember Dorothy.
Dorothy: Hello.
Blanche: Honey, I have to go now. You're in my prayers. You take good care of him, Mama. You hear me? I love you. I love you both. I'm nobody's little girl anymore.