The Golden Girls (TV Series)

Sister of the Bride (1991)

Bea Arthur: Dorothy Zbornak

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Quotes 

• Blanche Devereaux : I don't really mind Clayton being homosexual, I just don't like him dating men.

  Dorothy : You really haven't grasped the concept of this gay thing yet, have you?

  Blanche Devereaux : There must be homosexuals who date women?

  Sophia Petrillo : Yeah, they're called lesbians.

• Clayton Hollingsworth : [talking about a commitment ceremony with his boyfriend]  I'd do anything for Doug, and he'd bend over backwards for me.

  Dorothy : [Dorothy covers Sofia's mouth and pulls her close to her]  Sometimes I just love to hug my mommy!

• Rose Nylund : Oh!... Well, what's a policeman doing bringing fares from the airport? I know! I bet you do undercover work!

  Sophia Petrillo : And I'll bet he does it damn well.

  Dorothy : Heh, heh, heh. You'll have to excuse my mother. She, uh, survived a slight stroke which left her, if I can be frank, a complete burden.

• Blanche Devereaux : Girls, I just got a letter from my brother, Clayton. He says he's comin' for a visit next week, and he has a big surprise.

  Dorothy : Oh, that's wonderful.

  Blanche Devereaux : I bet I know what the surprise is, too. Clayton's met himself a girl, and he wants me to meet her.

  Dorothy : Honey, your brother is gay.

  Blanche Devereaux : Dorothy, I think that gay thing was just a phase he was goin' through. You know, like, when Clay was in High School, all he ever wanted to do was go see gladiator movies. It's the same kind of thing.

  Dorothy : Almost exactly.

• Dorothy : Rose, honey, congratulations. I hear you've been nominated again for the volunteer of the year award.

  Rose Nylund : Yup. Seven years I've been nominated for the Volunteer Vanguard award, and seven years I've had to watch Agnes Bradshaw snatch it away from me. Well, she's not gonna do that this year. This year, I'm finally gonna beat her. I'm gonna *win*.

  Dorothy : Why, beacause you worked harder than Agnes?

  Rose Nylund : Because she's dead. Yup, as a doornail. Dead, dead, dead. Coffee?

  Blanche Devereaux : Rose, how can you be so cheery? It's a terrible thing.

  Rose Nylund : Come on, she was eighty-nine, and she died in her sleep.

  Blanche Devereaux : She *fell* asleep drivin' the bookmobile!