Sophia Quote #1029

Quote from Sophia in The Auction

Dorothy: Oh, Ma, you will not believe what a terrible day we've been having.
Sophia: What are you telling me for? You think I'm hiding Father Flanagan under here? I got my own problems.
Dorothy: What's wrong, Ma?
Sophia: Today was the worst day I've ever had at a hospital, not counting the unfortunate mistake Dr. Feldman made during my gall bladder surgery. You ever tried passing a sponge?
Rose: What happened, Sophia?
Sophia: I got stuck with the meanest patient in the history of medicine. I mean, just because a person has two weeks to live, doesn't mean he has to be cranky.
Dorothy: Come on, Ma. The man is dying. I mean, have some sympathy.
Sophia: Hey, you met this DeKimmel character. You try having sympathy for a guy like that.

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 ‘The Auction’ Quotes

Quote from Sophia

Dorothy: Oh, morning, Ma. You sleep OK?
Sophia: No. I got up in the middle of the night and there was a puddle in my bed. Do you know how relieved I was to find out the roof was leaking?

Quote from Sophia

Sophia: Let me tell you a story. Picture it. Sardinia, 1932.
Blanche: I thought these stories of yours always took place in Sicily.
Sophia: Can't a person go away for the weekend? Anyway, I'm on a tour of the great caper factories of Sardinia. I was a kooky kid going through my piccata period. A wedge of lemon and a smart answer for everything. Anyway, I was I was slicing an onion when suddenly this big basil tree--
Dorothy: Ma, what the hell are you talking about? You're not making any sense.
Sophia: I was hoping the late hour would help to mask that. I don't have a story about taking advantage of a dead guy for money. I got a great story about a Moroccan and a monkey, but that really comes under the heading of lust.

Quote from Rose

Blanche: Girls, look, a mime.
Rose: Oh, I just love a mime. It's all on account of my Uncle Gustav. He was a coal mimer.
Blanche: You mean a coal miner.
Rose: No, a coal mimer. You see, he had a bad back and he didn't want to lose his medical benefits, so every morning he'd go down the shaft and pretend to work.