Dorothy: Anyway, spending time with Stan made me see something that I hadn't realized.
Sophia: He dyes the hair in his ears? I noticed that months ago.
Dorothy: Besides that. I'm still in love with the man, and I can't let him marry someone else.
Sophia: Is it me or is the room suddenly getting darker?

Rose: Hurry up, Blanche.
Blanche: Rose, stop pulling on my nightie. It's only got one more yank left in it before it falls completely apart and I'm saving that for Henry Barnsworth.

Blanche: Now Dorothy, don't you be mad at Rose. She's only saying what she feels.
Dorothy: And what about you? Do you think I'm terrible because I want my husband back?
Blanche: Ex-husband, Dorothy. Ex-husband who left you and didn't have the courtesy to tell you he was leaving. Ex-husband who married somebody half your age just one week after the divorce. Ex-husband who's getting married again tomorrow. I don't know why you want that man. He's treated you like dirt. Even that I could overlook if he had a good body.

Dorothy: Look, Blanche, I appreciate what you're trying to do, but my mind is made up. I love Stanley, I want to be with him, and I am very sorry about Katherine.
Blanche: What on earth is suddenly so wonderful about Stanley?
Dorothy: Everything, just everything. He has grown, he has changed. You should have seen the way he took over when Ma was sick. He was so commanding, so masterful, and yet so sensitive and so vulnerable. I know I couldn't have gotten through it without him.
Blanche: Listen, Dorothy. You thought Sophia might be dying. You were the one who was sensitive and vulnerable.
Rose: Blanche is right. At the counseling center I see cases like this all the time. When people lose loved ones they do things they'd never normally do. Take Mrs. Polowski. When her mother died, she divorced her husband, lost 30 pounds, dyed her hair and ran off to Paris with an artist ten years her junior. I just got a postcard last week.
Blanche: Yeah, and now she's miserable and bony and sick of eating snails, right?
Rose: No. They bought a beautiful home in Cannes.

Blanche: Well, way to go, Rose. You talked her into doing exactly the opposite of what we wanted her to do.
Rose: I guess that's why they took me off the suicide hotline at work.

Stan: Do I look like a man who is about to do it for the third time? Get married, I mean.
Dorothy: Very handsome. Have you lost weight?
Stan: No, I'm wearing a girdle. Is Sophia gonna make it to the wedding?
Dorothy: She's not quite up to it. But she sends her regards and Baggies for me to bring back hors d'oeuvres. You're wearing a girdle?

Katherine: All I know is I've waited all my life to find someone like Stan. That's my fiancee.
Dorothy: I know.
Katherine: You do?
Dorothy: I know how you feel.
Katherine: No, you don't. See, I've never been married before, except to my career. I guess that's why I feel so insecure about being a wife. I want to be a good wife.
Dorothy: You're really crazy about the guy.
Katherine: Head over heels in love. I feel like a teenager. He's smart, he's funny and the best lover I've ever had.
Dorothy: You haven't slept around much, have you?

Blanche: Hi, we're back.
Rose: We helped Stan pick out a ring for Katherine. I feel terrible. I think we spent too much money.
Blanche: Stop worrying about the money. We're talking about love.
Rose: I still think we spent too much.
Sophia: You didn't spend it. The yutz spent it. That's what makes him a yutz.

Sophia: [coughs]
Dorothy: Ma, Ma, I think you better sit down. Come on. Over here. Here you go.
Rose: Dorothy, should I get Sophia a glass of water?
Dorothy: No, Rose. You should sit here and watch her hack herself to death.
Rose: Are you sure?
Dorothy: Get the water!

Stan: Hi, babe. I hope you're hungry.
Dorothy: I thought I sent you home.
Stan: I was in the neighborhood.
Dorothy: What? At one o'clock in the morning?
Stan: All right. I couldn't sleep. I kept thinking about Sophia. How is she?
Dorothy: No one has said a word to me in hours.
Stan: What?
Dorothy: That's ridiculous. I'm gonna find somebody, right now.
Stan: Uh, excuse me. I want some information and I want it now.
Porter: [Asian accent] The john is down the hall.
Stan: It's about a patient. Sophia Petrillo. She's in Intensive Care.
Porter: [Asian accent] The cafeteria's closed.
Stan: Wait. Get a doctor in here. [hands over money]
Porter: [American accent] Someone will be with you in just a moment.