Miles: Ah, well, no. Look, sweetheart, about the- About the age thing. Something I read someplace, I've always believed. You know, when you're When you're young and beautiful, it's an accident of nature, but when you're beautiful older, you've earned it. That you created yourself.
Rose: Do you really think my picture is beautiful?
Miles: Rose, if I still had a locker, you'd be in it.

Dorothy: Ma, I quit my job at Borealis. I'm going back to teaching. Which means I'm really gonna have to tighten the purse strings around here.
Sophia: And this affects me how?
Dorothy: Ma, you're not making this any easier. I quit because I wasn't happy there. Would you want me to stay someplace I was unhappy just because it paid well?
Sophia: Yes, and I would encourage you to moonlight.

Photographer: You know, Mrs. Petrillo, I've never had a woman your age do a boudoir photograph.
Sophia: Yeah, well, I want to have a good one for the obit.

Dorothy: Actually, that shepherd was probably better qualified to speak at Career Day than I. I mean, how can I tell the kids how rewarding teaching is when I really don't feel that way anymore? And I'm I'm so frustrated.
Budgets are tight. Classes are crowded. If I'm lucky, I get to substitute an English class. But usually it's- Oh, I can't even say it.
Blanche: Driver's Ed?
Dorothy: God, how I hate putting up those damn cones.

Dorothy: Do I know you?
Randy: Oh, you probably don't remember. Randy Becker? American Lit?
Dorothy: Of course I- My God, what are you doing here?
Randy: That's my booth over there, Borealis.
Dorothy: Ah, Randy "Mr. Ditch" Becker. And I knew where you were ditching every time, too. At the arcade, wasting hour after hour, day after day playing those senseless pinball machines. Boy, look at you now. Tell me, what business are you in?
Randy: Video games. I've made millions in video games.

Dorothy: Oh, this is so strange. You know, you teach kids year after year, but you... You never know how they turn out. Look at you. You turned out just great.
Randy: Hey, '75 was a big year for me. My grades were in the toilet. I was ready to bail. Till they brought in "Atilla The Sub."
Dorothy: I loved that name. I earned that name.

Randy: You know, I just had the craziest idea. If you can inspire goof-off kids like me, think what you could do with my sales force.
Dorothy: What're you talking about?
Randy: Well, it just so happens that I need a motivational trainer, a teacher. You'd be perfect.
Dorothy: Randy Becker, are you offering me a job?
Randy: The benefits are pretty good, the pay's great, and you'd have a health plan. Well I just have to see what Joe has to say about all of this.
Dorothy: Oh, you You just have to see what Joe has to say about all this, huh? And this Joe, would he happen to be "Jo mama"?
Randy: Uh, Joe Stewart. He's my business partner.
Dorothy: Oh, of course. No, Joe Mama's with IBM.

Rose: Are you going to take Rose to that dirty picture place?
Blanche: Yep. I'm just sorry I didn't think of it in time to have her picture painted. I've always wanted to sit for a portrait. An artist could use his palette to bring out my distinctive personality, my Southern fieriness. He could showcase my inner beauty.
Sophia: Plus, he could cheat and paint your head to scale.

Dorothy: You know, Ma, I've been thinking. Since I got a raise in salary, you should get one in your allowance, too.
Sophia: And you ask why I love this woman? Somebody deserves a hug for that. But before I do, let's find out exactly how much I love you. [Dorothy hands Sophia a note] Ah, come on. I love you more than that. Stan loved you more than that. [another] Love, love, love that woman.

Blanche: Where are you going with that thing?
Rose: This is what I'm wearing for the photographer. It's the nightgown that makes Miles, you know, hot.
Sophia: Maybe it's the, you know, flannel.