Blanche: Oh, these things happen between sisters all the time. I remember once my sister Virginia wouldn't talk to me for a month, all because I smiled at her boyfriend.
Dorothy: There. Listen to Blanche.
Blanche: Of course, I was skinny-dipping on his property at the time.
Dorothy: Don't listen to Blanche.
Blanche: All right, it was his bathtub. We were blowing suds off of each other when she walked in.
Dorothy: Blanche, what is the point of this story?
Blanche: Point? There's no point. I just like telling it.

Dorothy: Ma, what the hell is Dreyfuss doing here?
Sophia: Calm down. I just ran into Harry Weston. They're all leaving town, and they needed someone to watch Dreyfuss. I volunteered.
Dorothy: Yeah, well, unvolunteer.
Sophia: Why? You think I can't do it? You think I'm irresponsible?
Dorothy: Yes, Ma.
Sophia: You think I'm forgetful?
Dorothy: Yes, Ma.
Sophia: You think I'm irresponsible?
Dorothy: You already said that.
Sophia: That's emphasis. You never heard the "I have a dream" speech?

Rose: What should I do, Sophia?
Sophia: Well, this is a very complex and perplexing question. It has to do with honesty, friendship, love, hate all the biggies.
Rose: So what should I do?
Sophia: Please! Socrates sat under an olive tree in a sheet for years thinking about this kind of stuff. I'm a poor immigrant with a third-grade education. Give me two minutes!