Sophia Quote #572
Quote from Sophia in A Piece of Cake
Rose: Well, let's take it in the living room. Roberta's going to be here any minute.
Blanche: Oh, I just hope she's surprised. That's the best part of a birthday when you're really surprised.
Dorothy, Rose & Sophia: Surprise!
Blanche: What?
Dorothy: Happy birthday, Blanche.
Blanche: But but my birthday's not till next week.
Rose: We know. But you said after the last time we'd never be able to surprise you again.
Sophia: We figured this was the only way to do it.
Blanche: Oh, you really did a great job. I don't know what to say.
Sophia: Say it's conga time!
[As conga music starts, a procession of men make their way into the living room]
The Golden Girls Quotes
‘A Piece of Cake’ Quotes
Quote from Sophia
Sophia: Don't panic, I'm fine. I haven't had that much. Besides, you think I'd ruin Roberta's milestone birthday?
Rose: Milestone? She's 88.
Sophia: Right. After 80, every year without a headstone is a milestone.
Quote from Sophia
[flashback:]
Sophia: What do I have to celebrate? That I have a miserable marriage and I'm leaving my husband?
Dorothy: You and Pop had a fight.
Sophia: You love to show off that college education, don't you?
Dorothy: OK, why are you mad at Pop?
Sophia: Because your father is a miserable, no-good, insensitive bum!
Salvadore: [o.s.] I heard that!
Sophia: Good, then hear this! May you lose the three hairs left on your head!
Salvadore: [o.s.] Oh, yeah? Well, may you lose your tweezers so your eyebrows meet to cover the wart in the middle of your forehead!
Sophia: That's not a wart, that's a beauty mark!
Salvadore: [o.s.] On Sophia Loren, it's a beauty mark! On you and Khrushchev, it's a wart!
Quote from Sophia
Sophia: I think my milestone birthday was when I turned 50.
Dorothy: Oh, Ma, I remember your 50th. We were supposed to go to a party at Guido's, but you were fighting with Pop.
Sophia: Oh, yeah.
Dorothy: Oh, I'll never forget it. It was Brooklyn, April, 1956.
Sophia: Dorothy.
Dorothy: Yes?
Sophia: I tell the stories around here. Picture it: Brooklyn, April, 1956...