Dorothy Quote #356
Quote from Dorothy in Forgive Me, Father
Frank: I've been at this a long time. I know their families, I've been to their homes for dinner.
Dorothy: Really? You've been to their homes for dinner?
Frank: Well, of course they spread a newspaper on the floor for me.
Dorothy: Oh, Frank.
Frank: I'm kidding. You seem so amazed.
Dorothy: No, I'm not amazed. I just think it's nice that you do that.
Frank: It's funny. I just assumed that you knew that I ate dinner.
Dorothy: I meant that I think it's nice that you go to people's homes for dinner. How would you like to go home with me? I mean, for dinner. Maybe next week? My roommates would love to meet you.
Frank: Sure. What's a good night?
Dorothy: Bingo night. Any other night I'd have to introduce you to my mother.
The Golden Girls Quotes
‘Forgive Me, Father’ Quotes
Quote from Blanche
Blanche: I know what I'm talking about because I was in a very similar situation once. He was a man of the cloth. Totally dedicated to his vocation or so he said, but his eyes told me he was dedicated to me. We both knew it was wrong and we fought our feelings with every bone in our hot, longing, writhing bodies. Finally, it was just too much for us and we gave up and checked into a Best Western.
Dorothy: You had an affair with a priest?
Blanche: Priest? I didn't say he was a priest. I said he was "a man of the cloth". He was a fabric salesman. You know, we never made love again after that, but he did cover my La-Z-Boy for free.
Quote from Blanche
Dorothy: I don't think I can do it.
Blanche: Oh, Dorothy, of course you can. Look here, now you be Frank. I'll be you. OK? Why, Frank, you know I've been thinking, this is the third Saturday of our relationship and I don't even know what you like to eat. Why don't you come over for dinner this Saturday night and let me find out what whets your appetite.
Dorothy: And what are you serving for dessert, Blanche, penicillin?
Quote from Blanche
Frank: Good evening.
Blanche: ... ... Good evening, Father. My, my, this must be an important cause. Don't you usually make the nuns ask for money? I'll get my purse.
Frank: I'm Frank. I'm here to see Dorothy.
Blanche: ... You're the hunk? I mean Forgive me, Father. That is, forgive my language, not in your official capacity. I'm not even a Catholic. I'm a Baptist and you can't forgive us Baptists. Sweet Jesus, why am I babbling? I meant that in all due reverence. I never take the Lord's name in vain. Oh, God, now I'm lying to a priest.