Blanche Quote #39

Quote from Blanche in The Triangle

Dorothy: You're used to getting all the attention, and someone comes along and wants me and not you and it is eating your guts out.
Blanche: Eating my guts out?
Dorothy: You know something? You could never be a real friend to another woman, and you know why?
Blanche: Why?
Dorothy: Because you're a slut!
Blanche: A slut?!
Dorothy: Don't repeat everything I say.
Blanche: Don't repeat everything you say? I'm not!
Dorothy: You just did.
Blanche: Nothing you say's worth repeatin'.
Dorothy: You, Blanche, are an amoral, backstabbing, self-centered Jezebel, and I am very glad that this happened because now I know really what kind of person you are.
Blanche: The hell with you and your oversexed boyfriend, Dorothy Zbornak! I'm just glad that little Mei-Ling's coming-out party was ruined.
Dorothy: Who?
Blanche: And I'm glad that Elliot is bonging every woman at your country club!
Dorothy: What the hell are you talking about?
Blanche: Ask the towel lady!


 ‘The Triangle’ Quotes

Quote from Blanche

Blanche: Oh, hello there. I don't believe we've been introduced. My name is Blanche Devereaux. That's French for Blanche Devereaux.

Quote from Sophia

Sophia: Let me tell you a story. Sicily, 1912. Picture this: Two young girls, best friends, who shared three things: a pizza recipe, some dough, and a dream. Everything is going great until one day, a fast-talking pepperoni salesman gallops into town. Of course, both girls are impressed. He dates one one night, the other, the next night. Pretty soon, he drives a wedge between them. Before you know it, the pizza suffers, the business suffers, the friendship suffers. The girls part company and head for America, never to see one another again. Rose, one of those girls was me. The other one you probably know as Mama Celeste.
Rose: Sophia, what's the point?
Sophia: The point is, I lost a fortune!

Quote from Blanche

Blanche: The last time a friend's sweetheart made a pass at me, I lost my friend and her beau.
Rose: And her beau?
Blanche: That's right. Anderbeau Johnson. Clyde Whitehead, Anderbeau's beau, decided he wanted to see my cheerleader's sweater from the inside. So when I told Anderbeau, she blamed the whole thing on me, and then Clyde would never speak to me again for telling! I lost Anderbeau and her beau! Now you understand why I can't tell Dorothy?
Rose: I don't even understand who Anderbobo is.