Blanche Quote #182
Quote from Blanche in The Way We Met
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Blanche: I like a roommate with a sense of humor. My last two roommates were two old sticks-in-the mud from Minnesota. Oh! Tell me a little bit about yourself.
Rose: Well, my name is Rose Nylund and I'm from Minnesota.
Blanche: Stop it, girl. You're killing me.
Rose: Oh, but I'm not a stick-in-the-mud. Oh, listen, I can let my hair down and get crazy with the best of them.
Blanche: Really? Hey, I think we'd get along great. I got a feeling you're a wild woman.
Rose: Oh, you bet I am. I eat raw cookie dough. And occasionally, I run through the sprinklers and don't wear a bathing cap. And at Christmas, I've been known to put away more than one eggnog. [Blanche puts the tab back on her notice] What's the matter?
Blanche: I think I'd better keep looking.
Rose: Oh, I'll stop eating raw cookie dough.
Blanche: No, honey, that's not it. It's just the two of us have nothing in common. We're just two different kinds of people. It wouldn't work out, believe me.
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‘The Way We Met’ Quotes
Quote from Dorothy
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Rose: I'll make it up to you, Dorothy, I promise. Listen, if there's ever a night where you can't sleep, I'll come to your room and sing "Kumbaya."
Dorothy: Rose, I don't know what to say. Yes, I do. Don't ever do that.
Quote from Dorothy
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Dorothy: You know, until I met you, Rose, I didn't know that people actually talk back to their Rice Krispies.
Quote from Rose
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Rose: This is exactly what happened during the Great Herring War.
Blanche: The Great Herring War?
Rose: Yes. Between the Lindstroms and the Johanssons.
Dorothy: Oh, that Great Herring War!
Rose: The two families controlled the most fertile herring waters off the coast of Norway, so naturally, it seemed like it would be in their best interest to band together. Oh, boy, was that a mistake. You see, they couldn't agree on what to do with the herring.
Dorothy: Oh, well, that's understandable. I mean, the possibilities are overwhelming.
Rose: Exactly. The Johanssons wanted to pickle the herring and the Lindstroms wanted to train them for the circus.
Blanche: Weren't they kind of hard to see, riding on the elephants?
Rose: Oh, not that kind of circus. A herring circus. Sort of like SeaWorld, only smaller. Much, much smaller. But bigger than a flea circus.
Dorothy: Tell me, Rose, um did they ever shoot a herring out of a cannon?
Rose: Only once. But they shot him into a tree. After that, no other herring would do it.
Blanche: You're making this up!
Rose: I am not! My grandfather told me that story. Of course, he also used to call me by my sister's name. And sometimes, he'd wear his underwear on the outside of his pants. I guess he wasn't a very reliable source.