Sadie Shelton: Do you want one of the board members to see you? They'll say you're a sniffling hysterical pre-periodic twit!
Rose Shelton: I have a right to my own feelings Sadie and I am not a twit. I may be pre-periodic and I may be hysterical. So what?
Sadie Shelton: So there are drugs for those things and we make most of them!

Sadie Ratliff: Isn't it exciting?
Rose Ratliff: Oh yeah, the noise, the smog, the crowds, the muggers, sex fiends, white slavers, politicians, it's a pistol. I got about as much use for it as a toad has for spit pearls!

Judy: *assuming she is speaking to Rose Shelton* Hi, Rose, how's Duke doing?
Rose Ratliff: Duke! My dog? Boy, when you go snoopin' into people's lives you don't miss a trick do you?

Sadie Shelton: What fantasy is this? Are we hearing voices now like Joan of Arc?

Graham: Roone, would you care to join us for dinner?
Roon: Well sure, I could use a tuny fish sandwich

Roon: Hey, I like your kimono! D'ya get that in 'Nam?
Chuck: Ah no, Fire Island.

Sadie Shelton: My God it's me with a bad haircut.
Sadie Ratliff: Bad? I paid twelve bucks for this.

Rose Shelton: I hate my job... I hate shopping... I hate New York in June. How about you?

Sadie Ratliff: I hate men who smell like beer and bean dip... and makin' love in the back of recreational vehicles!