Barbara Harris credited as playing...
- George: Smells fishy to me.
- Blanche: Well even fish smells good when you're starving to death.
- Blanche: Don't start to fret, George, or our waterbed will be no fun at all tonight; as an actor, you should know that fretting will ruin a performance.
- George: You don't have to worry about my performance tonight, honey - as a matter of fact, this very evening, you're gonna see a standing ovation!
- Blanche: You're a fink!
- George: If I'm a fink then you're an ungrateful bitch.
- George: It was me. It's always me. Without my research, you're about as psychic as a dry salami.
- Blanche: Nasty. Nasty, nasty.
- Blanche: Neither of us seems to be very fond of starving to death.
- George: Well, how are we supposed to collect? How much is this Rainbird whale gonna spout up?
- George: Well, what's the deal? What do we have to do?
- Blanche: I'll tell you about it in bed, afterwards.
- George: Aw, come on, Blanche. Give me a hint. Just a little - foreplay.
- George: So how did it go?
- Blanche: She's hooked, waiting to be pulled in.
- George: Another one of your $25 sardines?
- Blanche: No. This is a *big* one, George. A great big whale.
- George: I'm sick and tired of having you hang me by the crystal balls.
- Blanche: Leave your crystal balls out of this, George.
- George: Blanche, you got any idea what you and I could do with ten grand?
- Blanche: Mm-hmm. We could even get married.
- George: What are you always a wet blanket for?
- Blanche: Oh, you flatter me so.
- Blanche: She gave me a marvelous clue.
- George: Here we go again.
- Blanche: No, here you go again - to the man who might tell you if Shoebridge is dead or alive.
- George: Who's that?
- Blanche: Bishop Wood at St. Anselm's Cathedral.
- George: Holy Christ, Blanche!
- Blanche: No, George, not him. Bishop Wood at St. Anselm's Cathedral.
- Blanche: Where are ya going?
- George: I'm going home to my own bed where I can get some sleep.
- Blanche: No, you're not.
- George: Blanche, is that all you've ever got on your mind?
- Blanche: What are you saving it for, a rainy day?
- George: Honey, you never know when you're gonna need it.
- Blanche: You're not being friendly, Lumley.
- George: Blanche, I'm too pooped to pop. I'd be useless to you.
- Blanche: You're always useless to me! You're always pooping out when I need you the most!
