[Namaste]

Daca tot ai inceput, pun si eu cateva.

Blanche: Well, we have two choices: go and beg Ernie’s forgiveness, or hire another contractor.
Sophia: Or, we could use the Sicilian method. We burn down the house, collect the fire insurance money, and move to a beautiful beach-side house in California. Personally, I vote for choice three.

Sophia: Why do blessings wear disguises? If I were a blessing, I’d run around naked.

Blanche: You know, Sophia, this birthday thing kinda has me depressed as well. You think you could help me, too?
Sophia: Sure. No matter how bad things get, remember these sage words: You’re old, you sag, get over it.
Blanche: Sophia!
Sophia: So what if you knew Jesus personally? Wake up and smell the coffee, you fossil.
Blanche: My mistake. I thought since you looked like Yoda you were also wise.

Blanche: We just rented that movie Aliens, it scared us half to death.
Sophia: I found it scary too. That Sigourney Weaver is a sweet girl but she really shouldn’t go without makeup.

Sophia: Little kiss? I haven’t seen that kind of face eating since Silence of the Lambs!

Rose: Your daughter’s a fashion model?
Blanche: She’s just beautiful, always has been! Gorgeous blonde hair, sparkling blue eyes, a figure men would mortgage a house for. We were always so much alike. And so close, like Siamese twins.
Sophia: It’s a shame when they separated you, you got both butts!

Stan: Sophia, you look younger than ever.
Sophia: Thank you, Stan, and that’s a beautiful toupee you’re wearing. There, now we’re both liars.

Sophia: A few pennies. To you that may not be much, but in Sicily a few pennies could make the difference between owning a gun and having to insert bullets into your victim manually.