Rose: Why do you hate your sister? That's what I wanna know.
Blanche: Because when she was born, I ceased to exist. I never saw my mama and daddy again.
Rose: Where did they go?
Blanche: They never looked at me again, Rose. She was the adorable one, the gorgeous one, the brilliant one. She sat in my daddy's lap for 16 years. Oh, and she was hateful. You know what she used to do? She used to bite herself on the arm and then run crying to Daddy that I had done it and he'd punish me. Oh, she got me in trouble all the time. Daddy used to call me the bad seed. Once, she even electrocuted me.
Rose: Oh, no!
Blanche: Oh, yes. It was the day before Christmas and we were playing and she jiggled the tree and the star fell off and broke. So she told me to pick it up and put it on my finger. And I did. Then she plugged it in. And wham! My eyes bugged out, my hair shot straight up. I did a crazy rubber dance all over the room. I'm sure my heart stopped beating for a minute. Then she ran to Daddy and told him I'd broken the star and almost electrocuted her. And he sent me to my room for all of Christmas Eve and told me that the baby Jesus was mad at me for ruining his birthday.
Rose: Blanche, that's horrible.
Blanche: And that's not the worst part. That darn electricity straightened my hair. I used to have curly hair.

Rose: Disposable bottles and formula. We had to sterilize our bottles and make our formula.
Sophia: I nursed. Your brother was 12 when he stopped. He wanted to come home from school at lunchtime. I got nothing left up here.

Rose: Look at this, pop-ups. Isn't that wonderful? Remember when we had to use cotton and fish ointment?
Sophia: That's nothing. In Sicily, we use a leaf and the river.
Dorothy: Ma, you never had a baby in Sicily.
Sophia: I was a baby in Sicily.