Dorothy: Oh, Ma.
Sophia: Don't you think I know how crazy this sounds? But it really happened.
Dorothy: Ma, I don't believe you.
Sophia: God said you'd say that.
Dorothy: Ma.
Sophia: He said you'd say that, too.
Dorothy: Ma, stop this.
Sophia: Three for three.

Dorothy: Look, sister, I'm sorry you made this trip for nothing, but this has gone far enough. Ma, I cannot believe that you actually want to go through with this.
Sophia: Who cares what you believe? I had a beautiful experience. God has called me, and I intend to answer.
Dorothy: You're really serious about this, aren't you?
Sophia: Yes, Dorothy. This means a lot to me. Do you think I could leave you that easily?
Dorothy: A minute ago you were gonna spit on me.
Sophia: [to Sister Claire] Do you have this much trouble with your kids?

Sophia: Dorothy, I don't get it. I know God wants my life to be meaningful. That's not gonna happen unless I'm here.
Dorothy: Ma, your life is meaningful. You do nothing but help other people. You do Meals On Wheels, Red Cross, volunteer hospital work. The point is, you don't have to be in a convent to make your life meaningful. I mean, Sister Agnes belonged here, but you don't.
Sophia: So who's gonna take Sister Agnes' place?
Dorothy: Nobody can take her place. Just like nobody can take your place.
Sophia: I miss her.
Dorothy: I know. Let's go home.
Sophia: All right. But I'll be missing movie night. But so what? After the tenth time, it isn't the greatest story ever told.

Rose: Oh, Dorothy, you mustn't feel so bad. Why, this is a big day for you, too. A girl always remembers the first time she gets flowers.
Dorothy: Rose, I am a woman in my 50s. I mean, common sense says that I have gotten flowers before.
Sophia: So, Dorothy, tell me. Are those flowers from men? Are they? Huh? Are they?

Tony: Where does a sweet Sicilian girl like you learn to do those things?
Sophia: I live with a slut.
Tony: Thank her for me.

Dorothy: Ma, you slept with him, didn't you? Come over here. Look me in the eye. Did you sleep with Tony Delveccio?
Sophia: A little.
Dorothy: Ma!
Sophia: Blanche made me do it.
Dorothy: What? Don't you have a mind of your own? If Gladys Goldfine told you to drink a whole bottle of Kaopectate, would you?
Sophia: Who blabbed?

Blanche: Well, I have everything I need for the fishing trip. Plenty of suntan lotion and a string bikini. I don't want the fish to be the only things nibblin'.
Sophia: Or floppin' around in the boat.

Rose: Well, I'm off.
Dorothy: Oh, where you going, Rose?
Rose: To see Miles. Visiting hours at the hospital are until ten.
Dorothy: Please tell him I hope his leg feels better.
Rose: Oh, he feels great. He says a week in bed is just what he needs.
Sophia: Tell him I'll drop by to see him again tomorrow. I went by that thimble museum. I got him a thimble from France. See, it's got this little man on it, and when you turn it upside dow... [chuckles] I think I'll keep this one for myself.

Miles: You know what, ladies? What do you say we take a rain check on the poetry reading?
Sophia: I'd say no dice. Doesn't "rain check" mean we'd have to come back?
Dorothy: When she kids you like that, it means she likes you.

Blanche: I am talking about your date, Rose. Who is this secret man you're seeing?
Rose: Oh, it's not a secret. His name's Ray. He's a friend of Miles'.
Blanche: You are dating a friend of Miles'? You scallywag!
Sophia: You skunkweed!
Blanche: What's that mean?
Sophia: I don't know. What does yours mean?