Thursday, March 5, 2020

The Commitments S7E16


Synopsis: Dorothy finds herself dating a Beatlemania musician; meanwhile, Blanche freaks out about a guy she’s dating who won’t make a move.

Musical Moments
Dorothy: She loves you/Yeah, yeah, yeah/She loves you/Yeah, yeah, yeah”
Sophia: “’Yeah, yeah, yeah,’ you call that music? ‘Hidy hidy ho,’ now that's music.”

Don: “She loves you”
Dorothy: “Yeah, yeah, yeah”
Don:“She loves you”
Dorothy: “Yeah, yeah, yeah”
Don:“She loves you”
Don & Dorothy: “Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeaaaah”
Blanche, to Jerry: “That's Dorothy. Really dodged a bullet, didn't you?”

Dorothy: “What can you say about a show by an ex-fake-Beatle that began with I've Got to Be Me and ended with Everybody Was Kung Fu Fighting? What the hell was that man doing up there?”
Rose: “Was it as bad as that?”
Dorothy: “Had it been a fight, they would've stopped it.”
Rose: “Did he do any of his own material?”
Dorothy: “Oh, he did his own material, all right. A Tribute to Dorothy. ‘Dot, Dot, What a Girl I Got.’ The last words I heard as I sprinted to my car were, ‘When we shower together, we don't have to turn on hot.’ I guess I just feel a little silly right now. Could I have transferred my love for The Beatles to this one man who plays a Beatle? Could I have been so shallow as to have fallen in love with a persona, and-and not the person? Oh Ma, I need support now. Please, honey, no jokes, no I-told-you-so's.”
Sophia: “Of course not, Dot. ‘Dot, I've gotta trot.’ Hey, listen to me. I'm a Beatle.”

That’s What She Said
Blanche: “Oh, Sophia, do you know where any batteries are?”
Sophia: “Oh you make me sick.”

Lewd Ladies
Rose: “Morning, Blanche. How was your date last night?”
Blanche”“Ha! How was my date last night? I woke up alone. That's how my date was last night. He didn't open my car door. He did not escort me into the restaurant, didn't pull out my chair, and then, when the check came, he made me pay half the bill! What did I ever do to deserve that?”
Rose: “Sounds to me like you put out before dinner again.”

Sassy Sophia
Jerry: “Hi, I'm Jerry. Is Dorothy Zbornak here?”
Blanche: “Uh... Uh...”
Sophia: “I'm Dorothy Zbornak.”
Rose: “Sophia, you stop that. You are not Dorothy Zbornak. I'm Dorothy Zbornak.”
Sophia: “All right, all right, but I am a Petrillo, and I've been known to make princes and kings leave their wives and palaces and dance the bossa nova.”
Jerry: “Excuse me, what does that mean?”
Sophia: “I think it means today is placebo-pill day. I'm going to bed.”

Back in St. Olaf
Blanche: “Listen, girls, don't one of you have a story about some man who wouldn't sleep with you?”
Dorothy: “Golly, I sure don't.”
Blanche: “Stop it.”
Rose: “I have a story, a story that'll end all stories.”
Dorothy: “Oh, Rose, please.
Blanche: “All right, but, honey, make it fast. Ten words or less.”
Rose: “All right, but your curiosity is gonna be so piqued, you'll beg for more.”
Blanche: “Just spit it out, Rose. When was it a man refused to sleep with you?”
Rose: “The time I was radioactive.”
Blanche: “How 'bout you, Sophia?”
Sophia: “Well, there was that time Warren Beatty passed up the chance to sleep with me.”
Blanche: “So, Rose, you say you were radioactive?”

Best of B.E.D.
Blanche: “Oh, Jerry. Jerry, Jerry, Jerry. Come over here. Now, let me clear up any confusion you might have. I don't want to be treated as your equal.”
Jerry: “You don't?”
Blanche: “I want to be treated a lot better than you. I mean, really. Like a goddess who likes to go bar hopping.”

Dorothy Zbornak is My Spirit Animal
Dorothy: “Look, Blanche, are you gonna do this or not? Because my date is on his way over, and I just won a ticket on the radio to a dinner theater Beatlemania. Shut up, Ma.”
Rose: “Beatlemania? You're giving up a date for Beatlemania??”
Dorothy: “Oh, Rose, the Beatles were the first and only rock-and-roll group that I ever really loved. When they came to Shea Stadium, I managed to get a ticket, but one of my kids came down with the flu. It was one of those times when you have to pretend that you love your kids more than something you really wanna do.”

The Boob Tube
Blanche, playing with the remote: “Huh. I wonder how this thing works. Oh, just like The Jetsons. Now, let's just sit ourselves down here and have a little bubbly. You know what goes great with champagne? Me.”

Golden Quotes
Jerry: “I'm supposed to meet a Dorothy Zbornak at this address at 7:30 for a dinner date. So which one of you really is Dorothy Zbornak?”
Blanche: “I am Dorothy's best friend, Blanche. I'm filling in for her because she's dead.”

Dorothy: “Ma, Don plays George in Beatlemania.”
Don: “And Paul when Ernie's sick.”
Sophia: “Well, good for you. Dorothy? What the hell are you doing with this loser?”
Dorothy: “Ma, he is not a loser. He's a wonderful and gifted musician. I know this sounds odd, but when he was on stage, our eyes met and it was.. well, it was, it was kismet. Suddenly, we were spiritually-connected soul mates.”
Don: “And then you threw your underwear at me, didn't you, love?”

Sophia: “I can't believe you. Are you actually standing here, telling your own mother you had sex with a complete stranger?”
Dorothy: “No, but it was an incredible simulation.”

Dorothy: “Girls, I have great news. I finally convinced Don to quit Beatlemania. Isn't that wonderful?”
Sophia: “Dorothy, you're 60 years old and breaking up fake rock-and-roll bands. I want you to think about that.”
Dorothy: “Ma, will you stop it? Thanks to me, Don can now perform his own songs. Do you know what that makes me?”
Sophia: “Yoko Zbornak?”
Dorothy: “His muse. His muse. Well, actually, his old lady.”
Sophia: “Don't you think I know what this is all about? It's about that British Invasion that's been going on in your bedroom.”

Blanche: “Girls, I have a question, a vital question. I want you to think long and hard before answering. Am I ugly?”
Sophia: “Yes.”
Blanche: “I mean, I've always thought of myself as ravishing, but is something changing? Is there, is there, all of a sudden, something disgusting and unattractive about me??”
Sophia: “Yes.”
Blanche: “Now, you cut it out, you old worm woman.”

Rose: “What are you looking for, Blanche?”
Blanche: “Batteries. You know, I bought one of those subliminal self-esteem tapes, but my batteries are dead.”
Rose: “Oh, you don't need those trendy tapes, Blanche. You know what I do when I need a shot of self-esteem?”
Blanche: “Yeah, you put on that dopey ‘It's okay to be me’ sweatshirt, go lock yourself in the bathroom, and then, like a moron, kiss yourself silly in the mirror.”
Rose: “And I guess I'll be back in there again tonight.”

Dorothy: “I am home, dear, dear friends. What a glorious night!”
Blanche: “Dorothy Zbornak, I just hate you. There you go again, rubbing it in, how I'm having a sex drought and you're having a bumper crop.”
Dorothy: “And I'm expecting more rain.”

Rose: “Blanche, think about it. Would it really be so bad if you and Jerry just had a platonic relationship?”
Blanche: “Rose, I already have friends I don't have sex with: You guys.”

Jerry: “My God, Blanche, this bed is vibrating.”
Blanche:“It better be at these prices.”

Blanche: “Wait, Jerry. Wait. There's been a mistake. I had no idea what kind of place this was, I swear.”
Motel worker: “Ms. Devereaux, nice to see you again.”

Blanche: “I am nothing but a cheap tawdry slut.”
Rose: “Don’t tell me, is it Blanche??”

Don: “Hello love.”
Rose: “Dorothy isn't here, Don.”
Don: “Well, actually, I was looking for you. I was wondering if you might want to have a spot of dinner with me.”
Rose: “Oh, I don't think so. I have a boyfriend.”
Don: “Oh. Did I mention Ernie's sick, and I'll be playing Paul this week?”
Rose: “Well, maybe just some coffee.”

Critique:
So, if Don plays Paul when Ernie’s sick, then who the hell plays George? But I digress. More importantly, read this line of dialogue out-loud: “The time I was radioactive.” I have so many questions. This is the one St. Olaf story that actually sounds remotely interesting and yet we never get to hear it. Tragedy, such a tragedy. Instead we get Dorothy singing “She Loves You Yeah Yeah Yeah” twice, (thank God not thrice) because it was probably all the producers could afford at the time. I really think this Beatlemania plotline existed only so the writers could make that Yoko Zbornak joke, one of the episode’s funniest moments. So yeah, for the wacky 7th season does this actually feels like a more grounded episode? Who else is impressed that Dorothy was able to get her underwear off in the middle of a dinner theater without anyone noticing? I don’t think anyone really lists this episode as being one of their go-to watches but it has some decently funny moments. Blanche’s storyline about dating a man who makes her question her entire sexual existence is fine if underwhelming. The scene at that goofy sex motel is certainly a highlight including the sight of Blanche lunging herself at Jerry to that tribal music. But of course the most memorable moment of Dorothy’s Beatlemania story is of course “Dot Dot what a girl I got.” And of course Sophia has gotta trot. The less said about the episode’s dialed up to 11 corny ending the better. GRADE: B+

Thursday, February 13, 2020

Goodbye Mr. Gordon S7E15

Synopsis: Dorothy gets all giddy when her high school English teacher moves to Miami; meanwhile, hilarity ensues when Rose asks Blanche and Dorothy to appear on a morning talk show about women who live together (read: lesbians).

90s Flashback
Dorothy: “Mr. Gordon is probably over 70 by now. He's practically ancient.”
Sophia: “Seventy is ancient? If I met a man that age who looked halfway decent, I'd be on my back before you could say, ‘I've fallen and I can't get up.’”

…Until the Buffalo Pooped
Sophia: “Here are some pictures of Dorothy at 11, a hilariously awkward age for her.”
Dorothy: “Ma, enough with the pictures. Why don't you get us some coffee?”
Sophia: “Cause it gives me the trots. Oh, I get it. Company. Company. Pardon me.”

That’s What She Said
Blanche: “I have a date tonight with a young man I met in the produce department at the market. I showed him how to thump a melon.”
Sophia: “There's a euphemism we haven't heard before.”

Shady Pines, Ma
Sophia: “Join you for lunch? Let me check my social calendar. Oh, okay, I'm free.”
Dorothy: “Ma, that calendar's from 1984.”
Sophia: “Oh yeah, this is the day I escaped from Shady Pines. It says right here, ‘I'm free! I'm free!’”

Wake Up Miami Host: “Any other questions? Ah, here we go.”
Sophia: “This is directed to Dorothy's lover. Do people treat you differently because you're a lesbian?”
Blanche: “Well, most people don't know.”
Sophia: “Really? I would've guessed right off. Next question to Dorothy. What kind of pain and embarrassment has this lifestyle caused your mother?”
Dorothy: “I really don't know, but I'll ask her tomorrow when I visit her at THE HOME.”
Sophia: “No more questions.”

Lewd Ladies
Blanche: “This is exactly the kind of exposure I've been lookin' for.”
Sophia: “Please, enough of your exposure. We've already lost three gardeners.”

Insult Watch
Sophia: “MORE goofy pictures! Here's Dorothy in her wedding gown. Look how scared the groom looks!”

Sassy Sophia
Sophia: “I don't wanna hear any more of this. I don't like you being taken advantage of by some guy from out of town. At least, when Blanche does it, it's good for tourism.”

Best of B.E.D.
Blanche: “A crush on the teacher. Ahh, I had those. Course I had to hide them because they made the principal jealous. Actually, though, once I did have a fling with the calculus teacher.”
Dorothy: “Oh and did you get an A?”
Blanche: “More like a full scholarship to MIT.”

Lesbian. Lesbian? LESBIAN??
Dorothy: “Rose, we can't kill you here because there are cameras. Now, how did this happen?”
Rose: “Oh, I don't know. They just said they wanted two women who loved each other and slept together.”
Dorothy: “We do not sleep together!!”
Rose: “Yes, you did. Last month, when When Blanche was having her room repainted because the plaster behind her headboard all fell out.”

Brooklyn: A Fairyland
Sophia: “Oh, here's a picture of Dorothy's ninth birthday party. Look how scared the clown looks.”
Dorothy: “You know, I can't believe you actually got a clown for my birthday. I can still see his big red nose and those huge black circles around his eyes.”
Sophia: “Oh, he wasn't a real clown. He was a friend of your father's. He'd been beaten up the night before. We gave him a couple of bucks.”
Dorothy: “I guess that's why he kept saying, “Now remember, kids, nobody likes a squealer.’”

Dorothy Zbornak is My Spirit Animal
Sophia: “My Dorothy didn't date teachers in high school. She dated losers like Stan who knocked her up and ruined her life forever.”
Dorothy: “It would be like a day without orange juice, wouldn't it, Ma?”

What Do I Look Like, a Cross-Dresser?
Mr. Gordon: “Mrs. Petrillo.”
Sophia: “We met before. You were having a problem with my son, Phil.”
Mr. Gordon: “Oh, right. The problem with the dress code.”
Sophia: “I still don't understand the problem. He was wearing a dress.”

The Boob Tube
Rose: “Girls, guess what? They gave me another job at the television station. The old associate producer quit, so now I am the new associate producer of the Wake-Up! Miami show. They even gave me a nameplate for my desk.”
Dorothy, reading: “Harold Goldstein, Associate Producer.”
Rose: “Isn't it exciting?”
Dorothy: “Oh, congratulations, Harold.”

Blanche: “Rose, could I see you for moment?”
Rose: “You're mad, aren't you?”
Blanche: “Rose Nylund, every man I know is watching this show. This live show. This live show about lesbian lovers of Miami.”
Rose: “Every man you know is watching?? Hey, we could beat The Price Is Right!”

Reel References
Blanche: “I realized something. Just because every man in my life thinks I'm a lesbian doesn't mean there aren't thousands and hundreds and millions of men out there who don't. [Doorbell Rings] That must be my melon man.”
Dorothy: “Zorro rides again.”
Blanche: “Chuck!”
Chuck: “Thumper!”
Rose: “Not exactly a Disney movie, is it?”

Golden Quotes
Blanche: “Dorothy, fess up. I know that was a man. I can always tell when a man calls 'cause you start sweatin' and get a bad case of the giggles.”
Dorothy: “I do not.” (giggles)

Sophia: “Ah, Mr. Gordon. Dorothy had a huge embarrassing crush on him. She was his slave. She graded his papers, did his laundry. Once, she even rotated his tires.”
Dorothy: “Boy, that stroke didn't make you forget a thing, did it, Ma?”

Mr. Gordon: “A lot of my ex-students were surprised that I wasn't older, but, uh, they failed to realize I started teaching right out of college. I really wasn't much older than they were.”
Dorothy: “Well, I--I guess when you're 17, 23 can seem dangerous and forbidden.”
Rose: “When you're 17, a cow can seem dangerous and forbidden… Am I alone here??”

Sophia: “Don't worry, Dorothy. I'll be on my best behavior. I won't say or do anything to embarrass you.
Oh, wait. Goofy pictures of Dorothy when she was a kid. Might as well have a couple of laughs over lunch.”

Blanche: “What's wrong with her?”
Rose: “Malcolm kissed her.”
Blanche: “My God, she's in shock.”
Dorothy: “He gave me flowers… from a store!”

Wake Up Miami Host: “Good morning and welcome to Wake Up Miami. Today, women who live together. Does society make it tougher? We'll find out when we talk to four lesbians today on Wake-Up Miami.”

Rose: “If I lose my job, I won't be able to do anything but sit home and tell St. Olaf stories.”
Blanche: “Blackmail. Oh very smart.”
Rose: “Hey, they don't call me Harold Goldstein for nothin’.”

Wake Up Miami Host: “We're back. Let's meet our panelists. Dorothy, a lesbian. Blanche, another lesbian. And Pat and Kathy, image consultants.”
Dorothy: “How come they're not lesbians?”
Pat: “We don't believe in labels.”

Wake Up Miami Host: “Oh, I see we have a question from the audience. Yes, sir.”
Man in Audience: “Are there male/female roles in the relationship?”
Blanche: “Well, I am the little homemaker, if that's what you mean.”
Dorothy: “Now, wait a minute. Just, li- and I take out the garbage.”
Wake Up Miami Host: “Fascinating.”

Blanche: “By the way, Dorothy, if I were a lesbian, I sure would be a popular one. Look at this, 20 calls. ‘Mirror, mirror on the wall, who's the- Oh, what am I doin'? Listen to me. Rose, I could just strangle you.”
Rose: “So you're still miffed?”
Blanche: “Well, I don't mind bein' labeled a lesbian, honey, but since I'm not, you just ruined my social life.”
Rose: “Oh, go ahead. Blanche, I'm a bubblehead and I deserve to die. I said I'm a bubblehead and I deserve to die.”
Dorothy: “And it was worth repeating.”

Dorothy: “Oh, all right. I admit it. I do have a little crush, but his kiss just took me by surprise. You know, at first, I didn't think he was going to do it. He looked more like he was going to wink, but then he slanted his head just slightly to the left.”
Blanche: “Oh, I know that slant.”
Sophia: You know every slant. So why don't you let my daughter finish her one kissing story of the year?”
Dorothy: “Thank you, Ma.”
Sophia: My pleasure, meal ticket.”
Dorothy: “It was at that point that I realized his head was coming toward me.”
Rose: “Were his eyes open or closed?”
Dorothy: “Open. And then he landed. I thought, ‘Oh, Mr. Gordon! Oh, if only Cynthia Costello was here to see this.’”
Blanche: “Kinky.”

Chuck: “I understand that you're this way because you've probably never been with a real man.”
Sophia: “Dorothy, do I wet myself or laugh?”
Chuck: “All you need is to be loved by someone who knows how. Someone who will take his time and then show you passion beyond your wildest dreams.”
Blanche: “Dorothy, it's over between us.”
Dorothy: “Blanche!”
Blanche: “Dorothy, now don't try to stop me. Don't you see I have to try this?”
Dorothy: “Oh, all right, Blanche. I—I understand.”
Chuck: “You're a good sport.”
Dorothy: “You just take care of her.”

Sophia: “You know what I call my pillow? Sal. Sometimes I hug it. Sometimes it lays there like a big lump, just like your father. That's how I keep him alive.”
Dorothy: “That's lovely, Ma.”
Sophia: “You know what I call my other pillow? Dino. But that's another story. I'll tell you about it when you're, oh, about 70.”
Dorothy: “I'll be here.”
Sophia: “So will I, pussycat. So will I.”

Pat: “Hi, I don't know if you remember me. My name is Pat. I was on Wake Up Miami with you last week.”
Dorothy: “Oh, yes, yes, of course. What can I do for you?”
Pat: “I heard about you and Blanche.”
Dorothy: “I'm sorry. It's too soon. Too soon.”

Critique:
What the hell is with image consultants? Pat and Kathy seemed like they were really in love and now that Dorothy and Blanche have called it quits Pat thinks she can just swoop Dorothy off her feet? Or maybe she just wants Dorothy for SEX GAMES?? But I digress. Who the hell doesn’t absolutely love this infamous episode? Sure it’s called “Goodbye Mr. Gordon” but the only important storyline is that of Dorothy and Blanche being mistaken for lesbians on local daytime TV. Everything about the Wake Up Miami sequence is brilliant, from Dorothy sitting there befuddled with her bouquet of flowers, to the whole image consultant thing, to Sophia asking probing questions (and Dorothy’s response about THE HOME), to Rose being called Harold Goldstein. The look on Dorothy’s face throughout this whole scene is the entire reason why Bea Arthur is a freaking TV legend. And all Rose cares about is possibly beating The Price is Right in the ratings. Sometimes I think about how Rose could be dumb enough to think that the other producers of the show wanted women who “loved each other and slept together” and didn’t assume lesbians. But then again we recall from the Jean episode that Rose most likely didn’t know what a lesbian was but could of “looked it up.” Fun Fact: Golden Girls stage manager Kent Zbornak appears in this episode as one of the crew members of Wake Up Miami. GRADE: A

Sunday, January 5, 2020

Old Boyfriends S7E14


Synopsis: An old boyfriend from St. Olaf visits Rose but she can’t remember him; Sophia meets a man in the personals and gets more than she bargained for.

Crazy Continuity
Rose says she wasn’t allowed to start dating until she was a senior in high school, but in an earlier episode she talks about her mother telling her to wait and get sophisticated and get married at 15 like her sisters.
Also, Rose allegedly brought 56 men to a fevered pitch of uncontrollable ecstasy and yet she never saw a man’s penis until her wedding night with Charlie? Sure, Jan.

Lewd Ladies
Dorothy: “Marvin, what the hell is going on here?”
Sophia: “Isn't it obvious? They put an ad in the magazine to lure an unsuspecting cutie like me into their web of sex games. They want me to be their love slave!”

Zbornak Zingers
Dorothy: “Our hearts go out to both of you, and as soon as Ma and I have talked, we'll get back to you.”
Sarah: “So you'll seriously consider this?”
Dorothy: “Well, of course, we will. How could we not? [closes door] WHAT A PAIR OF LOONS!”

Insult Watch
Blanche: “Rose, you remembered. A kiss unlocked your memory.”
Rose: “One doesn't forget a kiss like that.”
Blanche: “Oh, that's so romantic.”
Rose: “No, it isn't. That man didn't know how to kiss 40 years ago, and he doesn't know how to kiss today.”

Sassy Sophia
Sophia: “Play hard to get. Play hard to get. Play hard to get. Take me here. Take me now!”

Rose: “Sophia, don't you think you might be rushing things?”
Sophia: “Please! The man is 86. Right now, it's a race between me and the blood clot in his leg to see who gets him first.”

Best of B.E.D.
Rose: “Blanche, would you mind? We're going to need our privacy.”
Blanche: “Now, Rose, that's not fair. I want to see you dump him. Well, I let you watch when I broke up with my last guy.”
Rose: “No, you didn't.”
Blanche: “Oh, really? Well, I have it on videotape. Would you like to see it?”

Lesbian. Lesbian? LESBIAN??
Marvin: “I know you and your daughter must have a lot of questions.”
Sophia: “You bet we do. And by the way, Dorothy's not my daughter. She's my lesbian lover.”
Dorothy: “Ma!”
Sophia: “See, Marvin? How do you like it? Not a pretty picture, is it?”

Until the Buffalo Pooped…
Blanche: “Okay, here's another good one. ‘Recent widower seeks widow. I am handsome, intelligent, and possess great style. I am also incontinent but have learned to laugh about it.’”
Sophia: “Well, that's a keeper.”

Dorothy Zbornak is My Spirit Animal
Dorothy: [opening the door to Sarah and Marvin] “I'm sorry, but I already know Jesus.”

Literary Intelligentsia
Blanche: “Sophia, listen, how about this one? ‘Elderly white male with broken hip seeks elderly white female. I am into massages, bran muffins, and the book Final Exit. Please respond quickly, or I'll do it, I swear I will!’”
Sophia: “Too much pressure. Moving on.”

Golden Quotes
Dorothy: “What is going on here?”
Sophia: “I'm looking through the personals to find myself a man. Remember what that is, Dorothy? It's an animal, kind of like a woman, except that it's got a-”
Dorothy: “Ma!”

Sophia: “Hey, listen to this. ‘Older gentleman seeks lady of refinement. I like moonlit nights, romantic Italian dinners and waking up in the morning. If you're old enough to remember when Sinatra was skinny, please send letter and photo.’ This is the one. He's perfect. I found myself a man.”

Rose: “Boy, it's finally beginning to happen. I'm getting old and forgetting things, forgetting people who, at one time, were important to me.”
Sophia: “Don't be ridiculous. You're as mentally fit as you ever were. We all are.”
Rose: “Oh, thank you...”
Sophia: “Sophia.”
Rose: “Sophia!”
Sophia: “You're welcome...”
Rose: “Rose.”
Sophia: “Rose!”
Dorothy: “Any wonder we get nursing-home brochures by the truckload?”

Sophia: “The guy from the ad will be here any second. How do I look?”
Dorothy: “Ma, you forgot to zip up your dress.”
Sophia: “I didn't forget. He's probably got arthritis. Why make it any harder?”

Blanche: “All right, now, Sophia, remember, honey, play hard to get. It drives a man crazy.”
Dorothy: “Read that somewhere, did you?”

Rose: “I haven't the slightest idea who that man is.”
Dorothy: “Rose, what is wrong with you? I mean, why didn't you just tell him that you don't know who he is?”
Rose: “And hurt an old friend? Boy, Dorothy, no wonder nobody likes you.”

Sophia: “Are you Marvin from the ad?”
Sarah: “Yes, he is. And are you Sophia?”
Sophia: “Well, he doesn't look like he'll kill me. Yeah, I'm Sophia, and only one little question remains. Who the hell are you??”

Sophia: “No visible means of life support. I like that in a man. Let's roll.”
Dorothy: “You know, I always hoped my mother would meet a nice couple.”

Rose: “What's your definition of a boyfriend?”
Blanche: “Any man you bring to a fevered pitch of uncontrollable ecstasy.”
Rose: “Oh… Fifty-six.”
Blanche: “Excuse me?”
Rose: “I had about 56 boyfriends. Of course, that was before I knew Charlie. I probably would of had more, but I wasn't allowed to start dating until I was a senior.”
Blanche: “Fifty-six? Fifty-six?”
Dorothy: “Oh God, stand back. She's gonna blow!”

Rose: “Hey, you can have a boyfriend without having to go all the way.”
Blanche: “You cannot! If that were true, Rose, that would mean you were a slut.”
Dorothy: “Oh, come on, Blanche, how can you say that? So the woman had 56 boyfriends in one year. She's not a slut.”
Blanche: “Thank you, Dorothy.”
Dorothy: “She is THEE slut. She's the Grand Pooh-Bah of Slutdom. She's the easiest woman in this room.”
Blanche: “Dorothy Zbornak, you take that back.”
Dorothy: “The slut is dead. Long live the slut.”
Sophia, entering the kitchen: “Okay, listen up. I've got man trouble, and I need advice from someone with experience.”
Blanche: “I'll be happy to help-”
Sophia: “I hear you're a tramp, Rose.”
Rose: “Mama was right, word gets around fast.”

Dorothy: “Listen, Ma, I have an idea. Why don't I go and pick up Marvin, bring him here, and that way, the two of you can be alone?”
Rose: “And Blanche and Thor and I will be out on the lanai, so you'll have the living room all to yourselves.”
Sophia: “You're all willing to do this?”
Dorothy: “Well, of course. Now, come on, let's go pick out the teeth you'll wear tonight.”

Sophia: “I just want you to know, Marvin, since this is our fourth date, I wouldn't blame you if you tried to steal a little kiss.”
Marvin: “That's because you're very understanding.”
Sophia: “Maybe I'm being a little too subtle here. Give me your hand, Marvin. Now, what do you feel?”
Marvin: “A MedicAlert tag?”
Sophia: “It's my heart. Can't you feel it pounding?”
Dorothy: “Would anyone here care for an-”
Sophia: “Get out! Get out! Get out!”

Sophia: “Dorothy, you can come in now.”
Dorothy: “I thought the two of you would like some nice, cool lemonade.”
Sophia: “Marvin is married to Sarah.”
Dorothy: “You don't get any lemonade.”

Sarah: “Hi, I've come to pick up my brother.”
Sophia: “Well, if it isn't Mrs. Caligula. Come on in and pull up a whip!”

Dorothy: “Why did you lie to my mother?”
Sarah: “I didn't want to lie. We were going to tell the truth as soon as we were sure that Sophia was the one we wanted.”
Dorothy: “Then it is true! You wanted my mother for sex games! Oh, God, this is so unbelievable.”
Sophia: “It's not that unbelievable.”

Thor: “Oh, I I feel so stupid, so incredibly stupid. Do you know what it's like to feel this stupid??”
[Blanche laughs, Rose pushes the door into Blanche’s face]
Blanche: “Ow!”

Dorothy: “I guess we've all learned something from this.”
Sophia: “Yeah, you can never really replace someone you've lost, and the next time I answer an ad, it'll be from one of Blanche's magazines. Those people know what they want!”


Critique: This episode is hands down an orgy of fantastically funny GG quotes. So as it turns out the big twist in this episode is that Sophia and Dorothy aren’t mother and daughter, they’re actually lesbian lovers! Kidding. Does anyone else just LOVE the way Dorothy says, “SEX GAMES??” I digress. This episode is a delight from start to finish. It’s got enough of season 7’s trademarked zaniness but just enough reality to make it not too outlandish. It’s relatively restrained by season 7 standards. I’m not really sure I buy Rose not remembering Thor but then again we did find out that Rose had 56 boyfriends so who knows! The fact that Blanche has nothing to really do this episode except be insulted when Dorothy says she’s no longer THEE slut is simply too good for words. And another thing, why is it that when the ladies have guests over, they always stop over to say hi to the girls for two seconds and then they go back to the hotel to get settled? Just go to your stupid hotel, call the girls, and then come over. Jesus. But I digress. Sophia’s storyline with Marvin and Sarah is equally cute and weird. But the scene after Marvin reveals the truth to Sophia is so priceless. And watching Dorothy’s eyes cross as she exclaims “What a pair of loons!” is Bea Arthur at her best. I love this episode so much, it’s definitely deserves a glass of lemonade. GRADE: A