Sophia Quote #729
Quote from Sophia in The Artist
Sophia: I just poured you a nice glass of orange juice.
Dorothy: Thank you. It was very nice of you. [Sophia laughs] Ma! Is this a dribble glass?
Sophia: Yeah. It works better when all that pulp doesn't clog up the dribble hole.
Dorothy: Well, why did you do this?
Sophia: Murray Hazeltine. He won't quit with the practical jokes. I decided I'm gonna give him a taste of his own medicine.
Dorothy: Do I look like Murray Hazeltine?
Sophia: A little around the eyebrows. But that's not the point. I've got to make sure I have the perfect gag before I spring it on him. Aw, I'm sorry, pussycat. No hard feelings?
Dorothy: Oh, okay, Ma. No hard feelings.
[As Dorothy shakes Sophia's hand, she recoils in shock after a buzzing noise]
The Golden Girls Quotes
‘The Artist’ Quotes
Quote from Sophia
Dorothy: Ma, you don't have any clothes on.
Sophia: Tell me about it. I just walked ten blocks. I got a belly button full of tweed.
Dorothy: Ma, what the hell happened?
Sophia: In the middle of bingo, Murray Hazeltine sits down. He's the big practical joker at the center. Believe me, Howie Mandel is funnier. Anyway, he tells me to sniff his carnation for good luck. I take one whiff, and bingo.
Dorothy: He squirted your dress with ink.
Sophia: Actually, it was Del Monte prune juice. It's free at the center. It's a come-on. They make their real money on the powdered toilet seat rentals.
Dorothy: So what happened to your clothes?
Sophia: Murray took them to have them cleaned. Dorothy, I still can't believe it happened. I've never been so humiliated.
Dorothy: Ma, honey, there's no reason for you to be embarrassed. He plays tricks on everybody.
Sophia: I'm talking about on my way home. My belt came loose in front of a construction site. Nobody whistled, and two guys went home sick.
Quote from Sophia
Dorothy: Ma, why don't you sit right over here and read your magazine, okay?
Sophia: Oh. Okay. [sits down without a sound] Don't try to outsmart me, Dorothy. I got the mind of a fox and the butt muscles of Baryshnikov.
Quote from Rose
Rose: Sophia, what are you doing with that heavy coat on inside the house?
Sophia: You tell me, Rose.
Dorothy: Ma!
Rose: Dorothy, was Sophia naked just now, or does her dress really need ironing?