Rose: I should've known this was gonna happen. You should never work with friends. You're fired.
Blanche: You can't fire me. That's against the law. That's sex discrimination.
Rose: Oh. Well, I'll give you one more chance. Wait a minute! How is it sex discrimination?
Blanche: Well, that's what I was doing this afternoon when I didn't get this work done.

Dorothy: OK, Ma, if this is what you really want to do...
Sophia: It's not what I want to do, it's what I have to do. Dorothy, today is my anniversary, and I barely remember getting married. You know, I hate getting old. You always seem to be losing something. First it's your eyesight. Then people are telling you to turn down the TV set when you can barely hear it. And you could live with that. But this? They're trying to take something from me that I just won't give. I can't let this happen, Dorothy. I can't lose my Sal. Not again.

Dorothy: Ma. Ma, Mr. Hernandez has to go.
Man: [opens closet door] I'm meeting the wife and kids. We are going ice-skating.
Sophia: Dorothy! Oh, my God! Can you believe it?
Man: Hey, Puerto Ricans can ice-skate! Jeez!
Sophia: Dorothy! Dorothy, look! It's the carving. See? "Sal loves Sophia."
Dorothy: Oh, Ma!
Man: You're Sophia?
Sophia: That's right. And I remembered. I mixed up the rooms, but I remembered. Of course. I thought the carving was in the kitchen. Sal used to hang his salamis in here. Dorothy, I may be fading, but I'm still holding on to some of the big things.
Dorothy: Yeah, and you might get more back.
Sophia: "Might"? I insist! All I need is a little more spunk. Imagine finding that carving in here! Kitchen, bedroom, I knew it was a room I was good in!