Charmaine: Oh, I meant to ask you. By any chance, do you happen to know what happened to Big Daddy's pocket watch? Virginia says you took it after the funeral.
Blanche: That pocket watch meant so much to me.
Charmaine: Big Daddy promised that watch to me.
Blanche: In writing?
Charmaine: It was in the will.
Blanche: Is this the same will where he promised the summer house to Gopher from Love Boat?
Charmaine: No, this is the sober will.

Rose: There must be something about this country you like.
Magda: I like Slurpees.
Sophia: Like 'em? That's your fifth one in the last hour.
Magda: They taste so natural and fruitlike.

Dorothy: Magda, how can you be such an expert on America when you've only been here a few days?
Magda: I know that Communist system is more fair.
Dorothy: How can you say that? People all over the world are realizing that Communism doesn't work.
Magda: It worked for me. I had automatic can opener, I had toaster, and I was very near top of list to get electricity. For me, things were good.
Dorothy: Yeah, but if things were good for you and bad for everyone else, how is that fair? Comrade?
Magda: Don't tell me about Communism. I know what I know. I am a Communist.

Magda: So many books!
Dorothy: I know. This is a book store.
Sophia: If you need me, I'll be in the Bitter Children of Celebrities section.

Dorothy: Magda, there are two books I want you to read. The first one is Thomas Paine's Common Sense. I think it'll give you some idea of what freedom is all about. And the second is Vanna White's autobiography.
Magda: Why should I read this?
Dorothy: It's just a hell of a book.

Charmaine: Oh, you look just beautiful. Thank you for coming.
Blanche: Darling, I wouldn't miss this for the world.
Charmaine: Did you get a chance to read any of the book?
Blanche: Every word.
Charmaine: Well, what did you think?
Blanche: I should've known I couldn't trust you. That all that "let's be sisters" stuff was just a bunch of bull. You had no right to use my life for your book. To twist facts so that beautiful, sacred love became so much tawdry trash. I earned that A in history! For the first time in my life, I'm ashamed to be a Hollingsworth. "Vixen: Story of a Woman" is nothing but a vulgar collection of perverse sexual acts that are sheer and utter filth!
[As Blanche storms out, people in the bookstore rush over to pick up a copy]

Dorothy: And how did Mrs. Doolittle's hair get singed? Did it herself? I think not.

Magda: I must return to Czechoslovakia immediately because of something very valuable I learned here.
Dorothy: You finally understood what I was saying in the book store.
Magda: No, no. It was story Rose told last night in kitchen about going to St. Gustav, learning to come in out of the rain-
Dorothy: My very favorite doll.
Magda: Dorothy, let it go. Anyway, that trip changed her life. Now I must have courage to change mine. I'm going back with what I learned here.
Rose: It didn't change my life, I just went home.
Sophia: Shut up, she's leaving.
Magda: See, I left Czechoslovakia because I was afraid of change, afraid of the new freedom. But now I see in America freedom is change. Always changing for the better idea. I want to be part of the future of my country. So I'm going home.
Rose: And you got that part from my story?
Magda: No, Vanna White's book.
Dorothy: I told you.

Charmaine: Blanche, we're an awful lot alike. Too much alike. It's probably why we never got along. That also might be the reason why you thought the book was about you.
Blanche: My God, you're right. Oh, uh, except for that part where Vixen is terrified of losing her looks and growing old alone. I have never felt like that.
Charmaine: Course! Me neither. That's what makes it fiction.