Rose: I haven't seen Buzz in almost 40 years, since we were dating in high school.
Dorothy: Rose, I didn't think you dated anyone before Charlie.
Rose: Actually, it was while I dated Charlie.
Blanche: Rose Nylund. You were in a love triangle and never told us.
Rose: Well, I didn't think you'd be interested.
Dorothy: Oh, but you were certain that we'd be interested in the story about little Yimminy, the boy who was raised by a wild moose?
Rose: May I remind you, Dorothy, that moose didn't just raise little Yimminy, he put him through medical school.

Blanche: Why were you dating Buzz at the same time as Charlie?
Rose: Because I didn't know which one I liked better. They were so different. Charlie liked to do all the typical teenage things. When we'd go to a drive-in movie, he'd hide me in the trunk so we only had to pay admission for one. After the movie he'd drive me home, let me out of the trunk and tell me all about it.

Miles: It's too bad. I was gonna take you to see Henry V.
Rose: It's just as well. I always think by the time they get to number five, those sequels get pretty predictable.

Dorothy: Ma, when I was a kid, you told me it wasn't important to be in a popular clique. You always said, "Just be yourself."
Sophia: Sure, that was because no one liked you.
Dorothy: This is why, when I was a kid, I had an imaginary mother.

Dorothy: Ma, I don't like this new crowd that you're hanging out with. Now why are you with these people?
Sophia: They're the in-crowd. Look, the Senior Citizens' Center is divided into three cliques: the hip group, the not-so-hip group and the broken hip group. Which group would you wanna be in?

Rose: Buzz, I'm not sure I should go. You see, I haven't been totally honest with you. I'm involved with someone else. His name is Miles and he means a lot to me.
Buzz: Rosie, I never should have left you 40 years ago. I can still see you standing on the platform as the train started to roll by. Remember, Rose? You were walking alongside, tears rolling down your cheeks. When the train picked up a little speed, you started to run. Suddenly you were out of sight. It was very painful for me.
Rose: For me too. I ran face first into the crossing signal.

Sophia: Pussycat, I'm going out. Can you give me some money?
Dorothy: What happened to the money I gave you last night?
Sophia: Let's see. Ten bucks went for cover charge, ten bucks went for a round of drinks. And the other ten went into the G-string of a very cute male dancer named Mr. Big.
Blanche: I know that guy. That's just a stage name.

Dorothy: Ma, we need to talk. I waited up for you until two in the morning. And you still weren't home.
Sophia: Oh, yeah. Gertie and I and some of the girls went to Wolfie's to pick up guys.
Dorothy: I called Wolfie's at 11. You weren't there.
Sophia: Guess who got lucky?
Dorothy: Oh, God.
Sophia: What can I tell you? A couple of egg creams, the fluorescent lights, and a retired jeweler named Schlomo all conspired to make a night of enchantment.

Miles: Good morning, ladies.
Blanche: Good morning, Miles. How was the bird-watching?
Miles: Oh, Blanche, it was thrilling. Have you eve seen a purple martin early in the morning?
Blanche: Yes, I have. Martin Gelman. Mr. "Watch me leapfrog over this parking meter."

Rose: I've never done anything like this before. Tell me, is it possible to love two men at the same time?
Blanche: Set the scene. Have we been drinking?