- Blanche Devereaux: Rose, Miles called again. He wants you to meet him outside the concert hall.
- Rose Nylund: I asked you to tell him I'm not going.
- Blanche Devereaux: I'm not gonna do your dirty work for you, Rose.
- Rose Nylund: Well, I don't wanna talk to him. He makes me feel foolish. I don't even feel comfortable telling him St. Olaf stories.
- Dorothy Petrillo-Zbornak: I want to know exactly what he said to make you feel that way.
- Rose Nylund: Look, I'm not going out with him. You go, Blanche.
- Dorothy Petrillo-Zbornak: What!
- Rose Nylund: Well, you like him, I know you do. So you go.
- Blanche Devereaux: Well, I couldn't!
- Dorothy Petrillo-Zbornak: Of course che couldn't!
- Blanche Devereaux: You stay out of this Dorothy.
- Rose Nylund: Well, why not? It's all over betwen us. He'll know that tonight.
- Blanche Devereaux: It's impossible. I'd feel like a... like a...
- Dorothy Petrillo-Zbornak: A backstabbing slut?
- Blanche Devereaux: No.
- Rose Nylund: Please go. For me. I'll feel better knowing this thing is finally over with.
- Blanche Devereaux: Well, since you put it that way. But only as a personal favour to you, honey. I guess I'd better go get dressed
- [Blanche exits]
- Rose Nylund: [to Dorothy] Can you believe that backstabbing slut?
- Dorothy Petrillo-Zbornak: Blanche, what are you doing lining shelves on a Friday night?
- Blanche Devereaux: I'm workin' off all my excess sexual energy.
- Dorothy Petrillo-Zbornak: Why don't we just hook you up to the toaster and make Pop-Tarts?
- Dorothy Petrillo-Zbornak: [nonchalantly] Ma, where are my dancing shoes?
- Sophia Petrillo: In the Smithsonian, right next to Fred Astaire's! How the HELL would I know?
- Rose Nylund: You're a college professor?
- Miles Webber: Well what did you think I meant when I said I taught Hemingway?
- Rose Nylund: I thought you were old.