Donald works with Blanche at the museum.
Dorothy had a gambling problem 15 years prior to this episode.
Dorothy: Why anthropolotical research?
Sophia: It's better than saying married to a baboon for 38 years.
Dorothy: I can't talk right now.
Sophia: Alright fine! I'll eat a bowl of Chili then we'll talk in your room later.
Dorothy: Coming Mother.
Sophia: Don't you think I know what your brother Phil was doing in the bathroom when he said "I'm oiling my baseball glove."
Blanche: I've just been humiliated and disgraced!
Sophia: Many times, you're just now figuring that out?
Blanche: Put your clothes back on! That's the first time anybody ever said that to me...well without shining a flashlight in my face.
Sophia: I spent the best years of my life trying to give you a sense of moral responsibility.
Dorothy: What were you doing in my purse?
Sophia: I can't even see my hand.
Blanche: That's my hand Sophia.
Sophia: Thank God, I saw so many liver spots I thought I was being attacked by a dalmation.
Sophia: I have no daughter. I know no Dorothy
Rose: Yes you do Sophia, she's your daughter.
Sophia: I'm being dramatic you moron!
Blanche: I'm not old, Sophia.
Sophia: Forgive me, I'm suppose to support your vain narcissistic thought that you are still in your 40s.
Sophia: The only way to help Dorothy pay off her debt was through Sal's life insurance.
Rose: So, you killed Sal?
Dorothy: I just have to take it one day at a time.
Rose: Of course you do! If you take them two at a time, you'd be constantly changing your underwear.
Sophia: Go ahead and say it, "My name is Rose and I'm an idiot."
Donald: This work reminds me of Grandma Moses.
Rose: To think Dorothy has lived with the Temptations and I haven't even been to one of their concerts.