- Sophia Petrillo: [after swooning over Laszlo then finding out he was gay] How can you blame him, the man looked at the three of you naked for a month!
- Dorothy Petrillo-Zbornak: Blanche, what exactly makes you think he's *your* man?
- Sophia Petrillo: Who?
- Blanche Devereaux: Maybe the fact that I found him first.
- Sophia Petrillo: Who?
- Rose Nylund: What about the fact that he dumped you for me?
- Sophia Petrillo: Who?
- Dorothy Petrillo-Zbornak: Laszlo, Ma.
- Sophia Petrillo: Who's Laszlo?
- Rose Nylund: A Hungarian artist we've all been posing nude for.
- Sophia Petrillo: In the future, a simple none of your business, Sophia will suffice!
- Blanche Devereaux: [after the statue has been unveiled] Oh! My God, I look gorgeous!
- Dorothy Petrillo-Zbornak: You? Blanche, that's me!
- Rose Nylund: The hell it is!
- Blanche Devereaux: Girls, be serious. Look at those eyes.
- Rose Nylund: Look at the nose.
- Sophia Petrillo: Look at the butt.
- Blanche Devereaux: Sophia, you can't see the butt.
- Sophia Petrillo: Then it sure can't be you.
- Blanche Devereaux: Dorothy, you're a mess!
- Dorothy Petrillo-Zbornak: I just spilled orange juice on myself.
- Blanche Devereaux: Oh, really? I didn't notice that.
- Blanche Devereaux: [the girls have been arguing about posing for Lazlo] You, too?
- Dorothy Petrillo-Zbornak: He asked me last Thursday.
- Blanche Devereaux: Well, I am stunned.
- Rose Nylund: I'm relieved.
- Blanche Devereaux: Relieved?
- Rose Nylund: Well, sure. The woman you saw in those horrible drawings must have been Dorothy!
- Laszlo: So, I am caught at last. Well, what can I say?
- Dorothy Petrillo-Zbornak: Blanche and Rose, get out. Dorothy, it's *you* I want!
- Blanche Devereaux: Dorothy.
- Dorothy Petrillo-Zbornak: Oh, I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I've... never seen him in overalls before.
- Rose Nylund: Laszlo, we came over for you to decide once and for all which one of us you want for your statue.
- Laszlo: Rose...
- Rose Nylund: I knew it! It's me! Walk, suckers! He wants *me*!