Quotes
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Sister Clarissa : Twelve dollars and forty cents! My old bus wouldn't use that much gas in a month!
Mother Superior : It couldn't. It was usually in the shop, being repaired.
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Sister George : Mother, did sister Clarissa tell you about the bus?
Mother Superior : What about the bus?
Sister George : The springs are shot, the radiator leaks, the clutch slips, the block's cracked, and we need new tires. The bus will never make it 'cross country.
Sister Clarissa : It certainly will! Chuck down at the service station says there's still plenty of life in the old girl.
Sister George : Chuck at the service station doesn't know his - gasket - from a casket! The only thing holding that old jalopy together is prayer!
Sister Clarissa : What's wrong with prayer?
Sister George : Well, nothing, Sister. Every time I get into that old heap I pray to God - for a new bus!