Dorothy Quote #288
Quote from Dorothy in Joust Between Friends
Dorothy: Ma, gimme a break. The Di-Gel's on the bottom shelf. [realizing it's the dog] You. Come on. That does it.
Come on, out. Come on. Out. Move it. Out. Right now. Come on, now, this isn't fair. Come on. Now, I'm not falling for those big sad eyes and floppy ears and wet nose. The last time I did, it ended in divorce. And Stan couldn't even catch a Frisbee in his teeth. Oh, listen. Honey, it's not a personal thing. Now, I don't hate you. As a matter of fact, I once had a dog. A schnauzer name Wa-Wa. Yeah, well, I know that sounds strange, but you see my daughter was only two when she named him during a walk. And I figured between that and Number One, Wa-Wa was the hands-down winner. Aw, he was the greatest dog in the world. Present company excluded. Oh, I loved that dog. He was always with me. I thought I'd never be able to get along without him. And one day he died. I cried for a week. And I decided then I would never ever go through that again. So, you see, it's not- Oh, my God. I just spilled my guts to someone who drinks out of a toilet. Listen, I'm sorry, you are out of here. One Wa-Wa in my life was enough.
The Golden Girls Quotes
‘Joust Between Friends’ Quotes
Quote from Blanche
Dorothy: Oh, you couldn't sleep either, huh?
Blanche: No, I guess it's the knife in my back.
Dorothy: Come again?
Blanche: I wasn't going to say anything about this, Dorothy, but I won't be able to sleep until I do. I feel that you have backed me into a corner. And when I am backed into a corner, I come out fighting like a wild cat. Unless I've had too much to drink, in which case I slide down the wall and make mad, passionate love on the carpet.
Quote from Sophia
Rose: I know I promised to take him back to the pound yesterday, but he wasn't feeling well. Frankly, Dorothy, I'm a little worried.
Sophia: Don't be, it was a hangover.
Rose: What?
Sophia: A hangover from the sherry.
Dorothy: Ma, you gave the dog sherry? That's terrible.
Sophia: I was having a few sips while I was rinsing out my underwear. It's a little thing I do Mondays and Thursdays only. Anyway, the dog walks in, looks up at me, and I swear it's your Uncle Aldo's face begging me for a drink. So I give the mutt a swallow, but he doesn't know when to stop, also like your Uncle Aldo. So we sing a little Puccini, stretch out on the couch and take a nap together. All in all, a pleasant afternoon.
Quote from Sophia
Rose: [as dog] Bye, Auntie Blanche. Bye, Auntie Sophia.
Sophia: I don't know how she gets away with it. If she was my age she'd be locked up at Shady Pines making boats out of popsicle sticks.