Sophia Quote #544
Quote from Sophia in To Catch a Neighbor
Sophia: You've been tossing and turning all night. What's bothering you?
Dorothy: Nothing, nothing.
Sophia: Don't you break a commandment in this room.
Dorothy: What commandment? Thou shalt not toss and turn?
Sophia: No, thou shalt not lie.
Dorothy: That's not a commandment.
Sophia: Really? That doesn't make any sense. There's, "thou shalt not commit adultery," and "thou shalt not covet thy neighbor's wife." Two out of ten refer to hitting the sheets, and they couldn't fit in lying? Does anybody think before they write this stuff down?
Dorothy: Ma, you're not making any sense. I can't talk to you when you're half asleep.
Sophia: Excuse me, it's only 4 a.m. Why don't you get a rubber hose and whack me around until I'm razor-sharp?
The Golden Girls Quotes
‘To Catch a Neighbor’ Quotes
Quote from Sophia
Dorothy: I'm scared. I don't know what to do.
Sophia: First of all, don't think your problem is so unique. People do crazy things for love all the time. Let me tell you a little story. Picture this: Sicily, August 1908. No, that's not it. But if you ever need a story about jealousy, this one is a pip.
Dorothy: Ma, just go to sleep.
Sophia: No, no. I remember. Havana, 1957. No, I was never in Havana.
Dorothy: Ma!
Sophia: I meant Brooklyn, 1958. No, that's not it. I don't believe it. I'm dry! I got nothing!
Quote from Rose
Rose: Oh, I just love to welcome people to the neighborhood. In fact, back home, I used to run our town's Vilkomm Wagon. Oh, boy, was that fun! Whenever a new family would move in to St. Olaf, we'd all hop on the tractor and ride out to the new neighbors' farm, thirty or forty of us, carrying vats of smoked fish and big pitchers of freshly-squeezed potato juice. While Cousin Dat played "Getting To Know You" through the hole in his windpipe.
Dorothy: Tell me, did you ever accompany him through the hole in your head?
Quote from Blanche
Sophia: What? They hate each other. They fight all the time.
Blanche: Very passionate fights. Why, it has all the signs of a classic love/hate relationship. And from the sparks of that conflict rise the flames of desire. Flames that ignite in an uncontrollable frenzy of lust, passion and ecstasy. [Blanche sprays herself down] I'm sorry. Where was I?