Jane: You mean all this time we could have been friends?
Dr. Shelby: I don't quite understand. Is this some kind of emotional disturbance you're talking about?
Blanche: Yes, she's emotionally disturbed. She's unbalanced!
Jane: I've written a letter to Daddy / His address is Heaven above / I've written "Dear Daddy, we miss you / And wish you were with us to love" / Instead of a stamp I put kisses / The postman says that's best to do / I've written a letter to Daddy / Saying "I love you" / Now when I'm very good, and do as I am told / I'm Mama's little angel and Papa says I'm good as gold / Now when I'm very bad and answer back and sass / Then I'm Mama's little devil, and Papa says I've got the brass / Now I wish that you would tell me / Cos I'm much too young to know...
Blanche: Who was that at the door earlier?
Blanche: Where is she now? In the kitchen?
Jane: No, I gave her the day off. She has a pretty hard time considering. I told her to come back next week.
Jane: [pauses] Oh, Blanche? You know we've got rats in the cellar?
Blanche: You wouldn't be able to do these awful things to me if I weren't still in this chair.
Jane: But you *are*, Blanche! You *are* in that chair!
Jane: It's just that nosy Mrs. Bates going on about your picture last night.
Blanche: Oh, really, did she like it?
Jane: [imitating Blanche's voice] Oh, really, did she like it?... She liked it!
Dehlia Flagg: [after divulging the 'accident' involving the Hudson sisters] So the fine woman you've chosen to run around with turns out to be broke and a murderer as well!
Edwin Flagg: I see!
Dehlia Flagg: Well, it's true!
Edwin Flagg: All right then, if it's true I'll ask her about it when I see her again. How's that?
Dehlia Flagg: You wouldn't see a woman like that again!
Edwin Flagg: Why not, you just told me she's got a rich sister.
Dehlia Flagg: Yeah, but there's the worst of it yet!
Edwin Flagg: [sarcastically] You mean there's more?
Dehlia Flagg: Yes, there is. After she run down her sister, your precious Jane Hudson ran off and left her there to die like some poor animal. She ran off and disappeared for three whole days!
Edwin Flagg: Oh? What happened then? Don't tell me they couldn't find her.
Dehlia Flagg: Oh, they found her all right. They found her all right! They found her in some hotel room with some man she'd never even seen before!
Edwin Flagg: WELL, WHY SHOULD THAT UPSET YOU?
Edwin Flagg: Isn't that how I was conceived?
Jane: I'll bring in some tea. You like tea?
Edwin Flagg: Oh, yes. I'm quite fond of tea. You must have guessed that I'm English.
Jane: Oh, really? How nice for you.
Jane: I didn't bring your breakfast, because you didn't eat your din-din!
Elvira Stitt: [shocked at some obscenities Jane has scrawled] I can't remember the last time I saw words like that written down!
Blanche: Did you have a nice drive?
Jane: What are you talking about?
Blanche: Nothing dear, I... it's been so long since you were out of the house I thought perhaps you had gone for a drive or something. You know I was thinking, it's ever so long since we had a talk, you know, a real talk about the future and everything. Jane, I didn't want you to be worried about the house, even if I do have to sell it, we'll still be together.
Jane: Blanche you're not gonna sell this house. Daddy bought this house, and he bought it for me! You don't think I remember that, do you?
Blanche: You're wrong, Jane. You've just forgotten. I bought this house for the two of us, when I signed my first contract.
Jane: You don't think I remember anything, do you? There are a whole lot of things I remember. And you never paid for this house. Baby Jane Hudson made the money that paid for this house, that's who!
Blanche: You don't know what you're saying.
Jane: Blanche, you aren't ever gonna sell this house... and you aren't ever gonna leave it... either.
Jane: I don't want to talk about it! Everytime I think about something nice, you remind me of bad things. I only want to talk about the nice things.
Jane: [running after Flagg as he flees the house] Edwin, you forgot your money!
Blanche: [Upon hanging up the phone after discovering Jane is right behind her] That... that was...
Jane: I know who it was!
Blanche: No, Jane, it really was!
Jane: And I know what you're trying to do!
Blanche: I... I'm not trying to do anything, honestly Jane!
[Jane has just finished singing as an adult]
Jane: [happily] You certainly can play, can't you?
Edwin Flagg: [proudly] And you *certainly can* sing!