Dorothy: Oh, come on, Ma. That's superstitious nonsense. You know, step on a crack, break your mother's back.
It doesn't work. I know. I tried.

Blanche: Well, you know this necklace is a priceless heirloom. It belonged to my Grammy. I've only worn it three times in my whole life, and each occasion marked the beginning of a passionate romance. And tonight, I've decided to wear it with clothes.

Dorothy: Look, I'm sorry, Ma, I don't like to keep secrets.
Sophia: Oh, like when you kept the secret you were taking me to Shady Pines?
Dorothy: Ma, I swear I didn't sleep more than seven hours that night.