Post by jasong on Nov 16, 2017 11:20:05 GMT
Blanche: Dorothy, you don't have to say anything.
Rose: What can you say about 7 years of fights and laughter...secrets...cheesecake...
Dorothy: Just that...it's been very...it was been an experience that I'll always keep close to my heart. [sobbing] And that these are memories that...I'll wrap myself in when the world gets cold and I forget that there are people who are warm and loving and...
Blanche: We love you, too...[girls embrace and cry]...You'll always be a part of us
Lucas: Dorothy, will you marry me for real?
Dorothy: For real? Oh, Lucas. Yes. Yes!
Rose: Dorothy, how would you feel about a birthday present of a picture of me in sexy lingerie?
Dorothy: I'd rather have the cash.
Rose: Actually it's not for you, it's for Miles.
Dorothy: He'd rather have the cash.
Blanche: [after an unpleasant experience at the shoe store with Sophia] Sophia, there's something I don't understand. Now, you're always a bit ornery, unpleasant, impolite, even downright mean. That's part of your charm.
Sophia: Thank you, you bedhopping relic.
Rose: [thinking of ideas for her job] "Miami's sordid sex scene. Who's behind it?"
Dorothy: [points to Blanche] That's her, she's the one!
Rose: Oh, thank you... [stares at Sophia for a few seconds with a blank look on her face]
Sophia: Sophia!
Rose: Sophia.
Sophia: You're welcome...
Rose: Rose.
Sophia: Rose.
Dorothy: Any wonder we get nursing home brochures by the truckload?
Blanche: Well, befor I go, I'd like to make one final plea. Now I know there is goodness in your heart and I know you want to give. Well I am ready to take anything you have to offer. Share with me!
Station Manager: M'aam, we've been off the air for 2 minutes.
Blanche: I know it, I'm talking to Chester on camera 2. Share with me Chester!
Dorothy: Ma, what you're doing?
Sophia: This is for sandbags Dorothy, there's a hurricane a-coming!
Dorothy: A-coming?
Sophia: That's right! People only use the A when a really big storm is a-coming or a-brewing, so grab a sack and start a-shoveling!
Dorothy: Ma, the weather report said nothing about a hurricane.
Sophia: Ida Pearlberg down at the senior centre woke up this morning with a leg cramp. Need I say more?
Dorothy: YES
Sophia: Dorothy, when you get around my age two things happen. 1. you get more intuitive about the weather and 2. corn becomes your enemy!
Dorothy: Ma, even if there is a hurricane A-coming...
Sophia: Don't patronize me!
Dorothy: I'm not patronizing you, I'm A-mocking you!
Dorothy: Look Ma, if there is a hurricane coming it's not gonna get here for a while so come on, sit down and relax.
Dorothy: You know, I never had a sponge cake that was quite so......moist.
Jerry: Extremely moist.
Rose: The moistest.
Sophia: I found the tea rather moist as well. [Dorothy gives her a look]
Sophia: I can't be uncomfortable too?
Blanche: Alright, here we go, good luck ladies. [reads a ballot] Dorothy. [reads another vote] Dorothy. [reads the third vote] Dorothy. [reads the final vote, more quickly] ...Dorothy.
Sophia: Well, that's that, lets eat, I'm starved.
Dorothy: Now wait a minute! How did this happen!?
Sophia: We all voted for you.
Blanche: Well, Dorothy it's your own damn fault. Why did you vote for yourself?
Dorothy: Well, I just assumed that everyone would vote for Rose, and I didn't want a sweep to hurt her feelings.
Blanche: I guess that would hurt.
Dorothy: [voice breaking] It DOES!
Rose: What can you say about 7 years of fights and laughter...secrets...cheesecake...
Dorothy: Just that...it's been very...it was been an experience that I'll always keep close to my heart. [sobbing] And that these are memories that...I'll wrap myself in when the world gets cold and I forget that there are people who are warm and loving and...
Blanche: We love you, too...[girls embrace and cry]...You'll always be a part of us
Lucas: Dorothy, will you marry me for real?
Dorothy: For real? Oh, Lucas. Yes. Yes!
Rose: Dorothy, how would you feel about a birthday present of a picture of me in sexy lingerie?
Dorothy: I'd rather have the cash.
Rose: Actually it's not for you, it's for Miles.
Dorothy: He'd rather have the cash.
Blanche: [after an unpleasant experience at the shoe store with Sophia] Sophia, there's something I don't understand. Now, you're always a bit ornery, unpleasant, impolite, even downright mean. That's part of your charm.
Sophia: Thank you, you bedhopping relic.
Rose: [thinking of ideas for her job] "Miami's sordid sex scene. Who's behind it?"
Dorothy: [points to Blanche] That's her, she's the one!
Rose: Oh, thank you... [stares at Sophia for a few seconds with a blank look on her face]
Sophia: Sophia!
Rose: Sophia.
Sophia: You're welcome...
Rose: Rose.
Sophia: Rose.
Dorothy: Any wonder we get nursing home brochures by the truckload?
Blanche: Well, befor I go, I'd like to make one final plea. Now I know there is goodness in your heart and I know you want to give. Well I am ready to take anything you have to offer. Share with me!
Station Manager: M'aam, we've been off the air for 2 minutes.
Blanche: I know it, I'm talking to Chester on camera 2. Share with me Chester!
Dorothy: Ma, what you're doing?
Sophia: This is for sandbags Dorothy, there's a hurricane a-coming!
Dorothy: A-coming?
Sophia: That's right! People only use the A when a really big storm is a-coming or a-brewing, so grab a sack and start a-shoveling!
Dorothy: Ma, the weather report said nothing about a hurricane.
Sophia: Ida Pearlberg down at the senior centre woke up this morning with a leg cramp. Need I say more?
Dorothy: YES
Sophia: Dorothy, when you get around my age two things happen. 1. you get more intuitive about the weather and 2. corn becomes your enemy!
Dorothy: Ma, even if there is a hurricane A-coming...
Sophia: Don't patronize me!
Dorothy: I'm not patronizing you, I'm A-mocking you!
Dorothy: Look Ma, if there is a hurricane coming it's not gonna get here for a while so come on, sit down and relax.
Dorothy: You know, I never had a sponge cake that was quite so......moist.
Jerry: Extremely moist.
Rose: The moistest.
Sophia: I found the tea rather moist as well. [Dorothy gives her a look]
Sophia: I can't be uncomfortable too?
Blanche: Alright, here we go, good luck ladies. [reads a ballot] Dorothy. [reads another vote] Dorothy. [reads the third vote] Dorothy. [reads the final vote, more quickly] ...Dorothy.
Sophia: Well, that's that, lets eat, I'm starved.
Dorothy: Now wait a minute! How did this happen!?
Sophia: We all voted for you.
Blanche: Well, Dorothy it's your own damn fault. Why did you vote for yourself?
Dorothy: Well, I just assumed that everyone would vote for Rose, and I didn't want a sweep to hurt her feelings.
Blanche: I guess that would hurt.
Dorothy: [voice breaking] It DOES!