- Blanche Devereaux: [reminiscing with her aged mother in a nursing home on Mother's Day about a teenage affair] I gave Dec back his ID bracelet, that had 'Dec' on one side and 'allergic to the law' on the other, hopped in the car with you and Daddy, and we took off home. I asked you if you were mad at me. You said, "Why no, darlin'. This is the best Mother's Day I've ever had." Don't you remember that, Mama?
- Margaret: Well, I thought that happened to Virginia. Wasn't Virginia the slut?
- Blanche Devereaux: No, ma'am, that was me.
- Rose Nylund: [Rose is in a rural Minnesota bus station on her way home to St Olaf for Mother's Day] You know, I think I had almost forgotten what real cold feels like. I guess I've gotten used to tropical weather.
- Jacob: You here all the way from Nebraska?
- Rose Nylund: Miami.
- Jacob: Miami. Is that closer to Omaha or Lincoln?
- Rose Nylund: Gee, it's great to be home. They told me in Minneapolis that I could change buses here for St Olaf?
- Jacob: That's right.
- Rose Nylund: How much is it?
- Jacob: You want the express, or the yokel?
- Rose Nylund: Don't you mean 'local'?
- Jacob: No, ma'am, I mean yokel. On the yokel, a family of first cousins plays banjo music as the passengers get on and off.
- Rose Nylund: Do they take requests?
- Jacob: No.
- Rose Nylund: Give me the express.
- Anna: [Rose meets an old woman in the rural bus station] Excuse me, are you waiting for the bus to Northern Falls?
- Rose Nylund: No, St Olaf.
- Anna: I've visited there. Lovely little town.
- Rose Nylund: Oh yes, yes it is.
- Anna: Rolling hills, charming homes...
- Rose Nylund: Yes.
- Anna: Full of idiots.
- Rose Nylund: [slow to realise what Anna has just said] Yes... What?
- Anna: I never saw anything like it. Must be the water.
- Rose Nylund: [politely offended] I grew up in St Olaf. And most of my family still lives there.
- Anna: Oh, no offense, dearie. I didn't say that everyone there was an idiot. It just seemed, though, that per capita, they had more than their share.
- Rose Nylund: Oh, well, per capita, you're probably right.
- [during a mother's day flash back with Sophia and young Dorothy]
- Young Dorothy Zbornak: Okay Grandma. Here we are.
- Sophia's Mother: I'm in a wheelchair. I'm not blind. I can see where we are, and it could stand a good vacuum.
- [later in the flash back]
- Sophia's Mother: Where's Salvador? He's hiding from me, isn't he? He always hides from me. The little monkey hates me!
- Young Dorothy Zbornak: Oh, don't be silly, Pop is crazy about you.
- Salvadore Petrillo: [Offstage] Don't lie to your grandmother! It's a sin!
- Young Dorothy Zbornak: I mean, he's not CRAZY about you, but he's very, very fond of you.
- Sophia's Mother: He HATES me! the man repairs complicated machinery for a living. Three times this month he couldn't set the hand brake on my wheelchair.
- Young Dorothy Zbornak: Grandma, that was JUST a coincidence.
- Sophia's Mother: Please! All three times was at the top of the stairs to the Flatbush Subway Station!