Dorothy: He's back! I saw him running across my dresser.
Rose: Who's back?
Dorothy: O.J. Simpson, Rose. The rat is back!

Rose: He's not a rat, he's a mouse.
Dorothy: He is history! I'm calling the exterminator.
Rose: Oh, no, Dorothy. Don't do that. I'll talk to him.
Dorothy: What, you'll talk to the exterminator?
Rose: No, the mouse. I can communicate with animals. He's just a little field mouse who's lost his way. He'll listen to me. Mice always have.
Dorothy: Rose, do you have any idea how weird you are?

Blanche: Girls, I am just beside myself. I just don't know what to do.
Dorothy: What's wrong?
Blanche: Lucy didn't come home last night. Her bed has not been slept in.
Dorothy: Calm down, Blanche.
Blanche: I'm gonna call the police.
Rose: Oh, Blanche, I'm sure she'll be fine. I mean, what's the worst that can happen to a 20-year-old girl in Miami? Oh, my God.

Sophia: King me.
Dorothy: Ma, you can't do that!
Sophia: What are you talking about? It's a perfectly legal double jump.
Dorothy: Yes, but I'm black, you're red!
Sophia: Hey, it's supposed to be a friendly game. All of a sudden, you're playing Vegas rules?

Blanche: Oh, I'm so happy things are going so well for her. Practically accepted into college, now she's flying to the Bahamas with a doctor.
Dorothy: Uh, Blanche, this trip to the Bahamas, it is not with the doctor.
Blanche: What do you mean?
Sophia: Girl's a slut.
Dorothy: That's not what I meant, exactly. No, she's going to the Bahamas with the college interviewer she met this afternoon. This is the second man she's gone away with since she arrived yesterday.

Blanche: Why don't you say good night to your friend and I'll meet you in the kitchen?
Lucy: Uh, Aunt Blanche, wait. I wasn't gonna say good night to Ed. I was just stopping by to pick up a few things.
Blanche: What?
Ed: Well, it was on the way. I'm in that new complex over on Lakefront. By the way, I'm Ed Collins, Miami Vice.
Blanche: Miami what?
Lucy: Vice. Ed's with the police department.
Blanche: Oh. I thought he was with the university. No, actually, before you left last night, I thought he was the doctor from the plane and Dorothy explained to me that he was the university interviewer.
Lucy: Oh, no, that was Michael, the guy I flew to the Bahamas with. I just met Ed at the airport. He arrested Michael for transporting marijuana from the islands. [sighs] Boy, you think you know somebody.
Blanche: I see. Well, Ed picking up Michael was doing his job. You picking up Ed is something I think the two of us have to discuss. Ed, it's been a real pleasure. Good night. Lucy, you're grounded for the rest of your stay here.
Lucy: Aunt Blanche, wait. You're embarrassing me. Now, why don't you get a good night's sleep, and we'll talk when I get home tomorrow?
Blanche: I don't think you heard what I said. You are not going anywhere.
Lucy: Aunt Blanche, I'm 20 years old. I'm going where ever I please. Come on, Ed.
Blanche: You walk out that door, missy, you can forget about coming back! Lucy! Lucy!

Rose: I like your apartment.
Ed: Thank you.
Rose: It kind of looks like something out of Miami Vice.
Ed: Really? Are you a fan of the show?
Rose: I adore it.
Ed: Me, too! Miami Vice has been the biggest influence on my life. That's why I joined the police force. That's why I drive a fancy car. That's why I wear expensive Italian suits. That's why I'm up to my neck in hock. You can't afford all that stuff on a vice cop's salary. Who knew, huh?

Dorothy: Gotcha! Trapped like a rat. OK, so you're a mouse. Either way, you're out of here! Oh, listen, you had your chance to leave, and you didn't take it and now I have to kill you. I mean, I'm probably doing you a favor.
I mean, what kind of life are you having? What, you hang around sewers, you eat garbage. That's not living, honey. Now, believe me, you'll be better off once I put you out of your misery. I have never killed another living thing in my entire life. All right, a bug. Yes, I have killed bugs but they don't count. I don't know why, they just don't! I don't believe this! I'm talking to a mouse. The scary part is, I think you're listening. Oh, look, I beg you, mammal to mammal. Please go! Look, the exterminator said that you came in through a hole under the sink.
Please, that's the way I'd like you to go. Oh, good boy! Ohh!

Rose: You have the gift!
Dorothy: Oh! Oh! Oh, Rose! Tell me, how long have you been standing there?
Rose: Dorothy, I heard you talking to that little mouse. It was beautiful.
Dorothy: I wasn't talking to a mouse.
Rose: Yes, you were. I saw you.
Dorothy: I was kidding!
Rose: Oh, Dorothy, it's nothing to be ashamed of! There are only a few of us privileged to have the gift to communicate with animals.
Blanche: Lucy's ready to leave. Come on, let's say goodbye.
Dorothy: We'll be right there. Rose Nylund, if you ever breathe a word of this to anyone, I swear I'll kill you!
Rose: Oh, Dorothy, don't be silly. You couldn't even kill a little mouse. That's because you can communicate with them. Oh, Dorothy, one word of caution. It's a powerful gift, use it wisely.