Our favorite Sophia Petrillo lines
Estelle Getty, aka Sophia Petrillo on The Golden Girls, passed away today.
The Kansas City Star put together this great list of Sophia lines from imdb....
Sophia: Picture it: Sicily…
Dorothy (Sophia’s daughter, played by Beatrice Arthur): Hi, Ma. Where are you going?
Sophia: To the boardwalk. I like to watch the old guys rearrange themselves when they come out of the water.
Blanche (Rue McClanahan): I treat my body like a temple.
Sophia: Yeah, open to everyone, day or night.
Blanche: What do you think of my new dress? Is it me?
Sophia: It’s too tight, it’s too short and shows too much cleavage for a woman your age.
Dorothy: Yes, Blanche. It’s you.
Blanche: We just rented that movie “Aliens.” It scared us half to death.
Sophia: I found it scary, too. That Sigourney Weaver is a sweet girl but she really shouldn’t go without makeup.
Rose (Betty White): Everybody likes me.
Sophia: I don’t!
Rose: Oh, you just say that, Sophia.
Sophia: REPEATEDLY!
Stan (Dorothy’s ex, played by Herbert Edelman): Hello, Sophia, you’re looking younger every day.
Sophia: Hi Stan, and that’s a beautiful toupee you’re wearing. Great, now we’re both liars.
Dorothy: Well, Blanche is certainly taking her sister’s novel better than I would. I would kill my sister Gloria if she ever wrote about my sex life.
Sophia: You would kill your sister over a pamphlet?
Contractor: Do you want it fast or do you want it good?
Sophia: Before you answer that, Blanche, the man’s talking about a guest room.
Miles Webber (one of Rose’s boyfriends): Rose, I’ve never met anyone quite like you.
Sophia: Check the corn field on “Hee-Haw.”
Sophia: Come on, Blanche.
Rose: I’m Rose.
Sophia: Simple mistake. Means nothing.
Dorothy: Ma, Rose isn’t talking to me.
Sophia: Enjoy it while it lasts.
Blanche: Oh girls ... I’m just in ecstasy. My body is tingling all over. You will never guess what just happened.
Sophia: We know what happened. Let us just guess what part of the Middle East he’s from.
Sophia: Ow.
Dorothy: What is it, Ma?
Sophia: Pain.
Dorothy: What kind of pain?
Sophia: The kind that hurts.
Blanche: I have writer’s block. It’s the worst feeling in the world.
Sophia: Try 10 days without a bowel movement sometime.
Rose: Here you are, Sophia. The perfect after-dinner treat, a nice dish of Jell-O.
Sophia: I hate Jell-O. If God wanted peaches suspended in midair, he would have filled them with helium.
Blanche: Sophia, I need you.
Sophia: Blanche, you were strong and independent long before I got here.
Rose: I need you too, Sophia.
Sophia: Rose, you need the Wizard of Oz.
Blanche: I don’t really mind (my brother) 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?
Blanche: Well there must be homosexuals who date women.
Sophia: Yeah. They’re called lesbians.
Sophia: Hey, Sicilians can always recognize two things: when someone is telling the truth, and when they’ve had their fingerprints changed.
Blanche: Well, we have two choices: go and beg Ernie’s forgiveness, or hire another contractor.
Sophia: Or we could use the Sicilian method. We burn down the house, collect the fire insurance money and move to a beautiful beachside house in California. Personally, I vote for choice three.
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