Rose: [answering phone] Hello. Hi, Miles. Oh, I'm sorry. I can't make it tonight. I have a 24-hour Buzz- Bug! Well, I'll call you tomorrow. Thanks. Bye-bye. [hangs up] I should have told him I have a date with Buzz. God, I hate me right now.
Sophia: What a shame. We finally have something in common and I'm moving.

Buzz: Hi, adorable. Ladies.
Sophia: Wow, you're the first sighted person I've ever seen in a suit like that.
Buzz: I'm dressed like this because the band just had a rehearsal for our European tour.
Dorothy: It's a beauty.
Buzz: Rose, how about some ice cream? You ladies care to join us?
Dorothy: No thanks. We don't wanna spoil our dinner.
Sophia: Not that that outfit hasn't done a good job already.

Dorothy: How was dinner with Buzz?
Rose: He asked me to go to Europe with him.
Dorothy: Rose, what about Miles?
Rose: I don't know. I honestly don't know. For some reason, Buzz just doesn't wanna take Miles with us.

Sophia: Well, I'm leaving. I found a compatible roommate. There's my new address and number.
Dorothy: Oh, come on. Ma, you're joking.
Sophia: It's no joke. Ciao, auf Wiedersehen, arrivederci and sayonara.
Rose: Gee, she could have at least said goodbye.

Maria: Should I draw your bath?
Sophia: I can draw my own bath. I can do everything by myself.
Maria: OK, Mrs. Petrillo. You're the boss.
Sophia: Look, I'm not the boss. I'm a poor immigrant from Italy and I feel very uncomfortable having somebody wait on me hand and foot. [doorbell]
Both: I'll get it.
Sophia: Sit.

Blanche: Oh, my God. Oh, Dorothy, look at this. Oh!
Sophia: What do you want?
Dorothy: Well, we were just in the neighborhood. We thought we'd stop by and see if you need anything.
Sophia: Obviously better security.

Blanche: Oh, Dorothy, the art in this room is magnificent. I know. I work in a museum. I'm an art expert. Look at this Renoir.
Maria: Actually, that's a Seurat. His signature style was pointillism. Notice how the little dots of color seem to blend together from a distance.
Blanche: Oh, yeah.
Maria: You wanna see the Jackson Pollock in the john?
Blanche: I'd love to.
Maria: Come on. I gotta scrub the toilet anyway.

Sophia: Oh, here's my roomie. Hi, Malcolm.
Malcolm: Who's Malcolm?
Sophia: You are.
Malcolm: OK.
Dorothy: Ma, he's a man. I didn't know you moved in with a man.
Sophia: What difference does it make? He's over 100 years old. I'm not sure he knows I'm a woman.
Malcolm: I think Amos and Andy are on the wireless tonight. What do you say we stay home and laugh our asses off?
Sophia: Malcolm, I told you I'm going out with the girls tonight.
Malcolm: Yeah, you always were the ladies' man, Tommy.

Rose: Miles, what are you doing here?
Miles: Rose, I want the truth. There's something going on between you and Buzz.
Rose: Yes, Miles, there is something going on. I'm just not sure what it is.