- Marcia Bigelow: Do you know why I'm anxious to see him?
- Florabelle: Yes'm. To hit him with the nearest object.
- Marcia Bigelow: No, Florabelle. I'm sitting up to... to forgive him. I'll feel a better and a purer woman for it.
- Florabelle: You reckon? I always wished I razed my husbands down.
- Marcia Bigelow: No, Florabelle, you mean "raised them up."
- Florabelle: No, razed them down with a razor.
- J. Hugh Ramsey: What has he ever brought you but the husks of love?
- Marcia Bigelow: Oh, he brought me flowers, and candy, and pistachio nuts.
- J. Hugh Ramsey: The soul cannot be fed on pistachio nuts.
- Marcia Bigelow: No, no. I suppose not.
- J. Hugh Ramsey: Just look at yourselves. What are you and Homer? Merely two vegetables, growing in the same garden, that's all.