Blanche Quote #299
Quote from Blanche in Love, Rose
Rose: Oh, I'm glad everybody's still up. I just had a terrific idea.
Dorothy: Oh, what's that?
Rose: Well, I've been reading and re-reading Isaac's letters, and I've finally decided to tell him I want to meet him.
Blanche: But you said you wouldn't.
Rose: Well, I know what I said. But that was only because I never believed I'd find such a special man.
Dorothy: What makes you think he's special? I mean, you hardly know him.
Rose: I suppose, but it feels like I've known him for ages, and that he's known me. Oh, I've found the most wonderful man in the world, and I owe it all to the two of you. [exits]
Blanche: How do you spell Saskatchewan?
The Golden Girls Quotes
‘Love, Rose’ Quotes
Quote from Blanche
Rose: Girls, was this the only mail today?
Blanche: Yes, can you believe it? People magazine is late again. I'm going to have to give that mailman another talking-to.
Dorothy: This time you might want to try something a little more forceful than asking him in for a Café Vienna and a warm bath.
Blanche: Dorothy, the man had just recovered from a hernia operation, and he was having trouble carrying his sack.
Quote from Blanche
Dorothy: Oh, Rose, honey, don't let this personals thing depress you.
Rose: Dorothy, I can't help it. I haven't been this depressed since I was rejected by Uncle Sam.
Blanche: Well, honey, if he was your uncle, it wasn't meant to be. It's not like he was your cousin, where the relationship might have had a future.
Dorothy: Tell me, Blanche. Did any of your relatives appear in Deliverance?
Quote from Sophia
Rose: Sophia gets chased, and I don't even get a letter.
Sophia: You want Willy, you can have him.
Rose: What's wrong with him?
Sophia: There's nothing wrong with him. OK, so he's 90. He has the profile of a tom-turkey and his butt hits his heels when he walks. He thinks he can pull it off because he wears an ascot and a jaunty cap.
Dorothy: He sounds kinda cute, Ma. I mean, why are you avoiding him?
Sophia: There's no magic, Dorothy. No sparks. You know what I mean?
Dorothy: He's 90; you're 80. Sparks are dangerous.