- [first lines]
- Beulah: Don't let anyone tell you I'm in the market for a husband. 'Course, I would be, but they don't sell husbands in a market.
- Alice Henderson: Woman prefer men with polished manners, don't they Beulah?
- Beulah: You just give me the man and I'll do my own polishin'.
- Alice Henderson: Anyway, you needn't be annoyed with me just because I don't want my son to grow up to be awkward with women.
- Harry Henderson: Well, he happens to be my son, too!
- Alice Henderson: I know. That's exactly what worries me.
- Beulah: What are you doin' over here this time of day?
- Bill Jackson: Oh, uh, I put on the wrong pants this morning.
- Beulah: Uh-huh. Continue, lover.
- Bill Jackson: Uh, the other pair of pants has my money in 'em.
- Beulah: Donnie, there's no use in mopin' when you're feelin' low. What you need to do is talk your problems over man-to-man.
- Donnie Henderson: What man do you mean?
- Beulah: Well, for instance, why not go over to Bill's fit-it-shop and talk things over with him.
- Donnie Henderson: Think he could help?
- Beulah: Oh, sure! Bill makes a lot of sense... a lot of sense.
- [to herself]
- Beulah: 'Cept when it comes to me.
- [when Donnie dispairs of learning to dance, Beulah offers to teach him some steps]
- Beulah: Maybe Madame Matilda couldn't teach ya, but you can't miss with Madame Beulah.
- Bill Jackson: And don't forget Monsieur Bill!
- [Alice Henderson angrily storms out of Miss Mathilda's dance recital]
- Beulah: I know one thing - if the chairman of the refreshment committee goes, the refreshments goes with her. C'mon, Bill!