Sophia Quote #901
Quote from Sophia in The Days and Nights of Sophia Petrillo
Store Manager: Excuse me, ladies. Is there a problem here?
Sophia: Only if you consider a class-action suit and a boycott by OREP a problem.
Clerk: I thought it was NOPRL.
Sophia: This is too big for NOPRL. This is all the way up to OREP.
Store Manager: OREP?
Sophia: Organization of Retired and Elderly People. Sophia Petrillo, Executive Director and leader of the '87 march on Neiman Marcus.
Store Manager: Mrs. Petrillo, isn't there some way we can resolve this matter?
Sophia: I'm afraid not. The wheels of justice are already in motion. Of course, a full refund could put those wheels in reverse.
Store Manager: How much?
Sophia: A buck, 17.
Store Manager: You got it. Here. Keep the change.
Sophia: Thank you. We'll be in touch.
The Golden Girls Quotes
‘The Days and Nights of Sophia Petrillo’ Quotes
Quote from Dorothy
Rose: Whatever happened to her?
Dorothy: She colonized life on Venus. Rose, she was 94 when I was six. She died, you idiot.
Rose: How did she die?
Dorothy: You know, we're not sure. One night she left in her wheelchair and she never came back. The next day the neighborhood kids had a go-kart with two really big back wheels.
Quote from Blanche
Rose: It's a shame Sophia has nothing constructive to do anymore. She needs something to make her feel more fulfilled.
Blanche: Well, I'll tell you what would make her feel more fulfilled-
Dorothy & Rose: Blanche!
Blanche: A hobby.
Rose: Oh, I thought you meant, you know, a man.
Blanche: You got a better hobby?
Quote from Sophia
Dorothy: Ma, where you going?
Sophia: To the market.
Rose: Why are you going in the rain?
Sophia: The market's in Miami. If it was in Phoenix, I'd be going in the sun.
Blanche: Now, Sophia, Rose asked a perfectly sensible question.
Sophia: Am I the only one she caught by surprise? Rose, I'm gonna buy a nectarine. I go to the market every day to buy a nectarine. At 82, that's life, a round trip on the number 6 bus to buy a nectarine.
Rose: That's so sad.
Sophia: Not sad. Life. Sad is when you have to mash the nectarine with a fork.