Oh, come on, Ma. That's superstitious nonsense. You know, step on a crack, break your mother's back. It doesn't work. I know. [ominous pause] I tried.
“A Midwinter Night's Dream” · Season 7, Episode 19
In this episode: Blanche Devereaux (3), Carol (3), Dorothy Zbornak (2), Rose Nylund (1)
This necklace is a priceless heirloom. It belonged to my grammy. I've only worn it three times in my whole life, and each occasion marked the beginning of a passionate romance. And tonight I've decided to wear it with clothes.
Hi, Blanche. I was sitting home feeling sorry for myself so I thought I'd do some risk taking and invite myself over. Here I am, totally vulnerable. Taking a chance. I am so proud of me.
[Blanche slams the door in her face. Carol rings the doorbell and Blanche opens the door.]
You know, that would have devastated the old me, but the new me? Just an emotional owie and do you know why? Because I like myself!
[Blanche again slams the door in her face. Carol rings the doorbell and again Blanche opens the door.]
The new me is starting to get honked off. Look, I'm lonely and scared and you're having a party. Can I come in or not?
Look, Carol, I am going to be honest here. I took great pains with this guest list and frankly there is room here for only one young, attractive female.
[dashing inside] Ooh, then I just got in under the wire!
[talking to a man at the party] Last night, I dreamed I ate a giant marshmallow, and when I woke up, my boyfriend was gone.
MMan
I don't get it.
It's not a joke.
Excuse me, Blanche. I think I'm gonna leave. I'm not having such a good time.
Oh, what a relief to know it isn't just me.
It's like every man here just wants to sleep with me. Even the Rabbi with the limp!
[trying to explain to Rose, in a roundabout way, how she kissed Miles] Let's say you make Miles a batch of your delicious, creamy cupcakes, and he loves them so much that he wants you to make them all the time.
Miles does have a sweet tooth.
But let's say that, even though he loves your cupcakes more than life itself, one day he decides to try somebody else's cupcakes. For lack of a better example let's say my cupcakes. And I, in a mad passionate moment, forget myself and... [voice breaking slightly] let him try my cupcakes. How would that make you feel?
I'd like to think I'd understand.
Oh, good, good. I was hoping that's what you would say.
[Rose giggles]
What?
I'm sorry. It's just the idea of Miles wanting to try your cupcakes.
Why is that funny?
No offense, Dorothy, but your cupcakes are dry and tasteless. Nobody ever likes your cupcakes.
My cupcakes are moist and delicious. Men LOVE my cupcakes.
Get a clue, Dorothy. Men would rather pay for cupcakes.
[angrily] Let me tell you something, you Swedish meatball! I... wait - wait a minute. You're actually talking about cupcakes, aren't you?
You bet I'm talking about cupcakes. What are you talking about? Wait a minute... have you and Miles been... baking together?
Rose, I would never do that to you. I swear.
Good. [picks up a coffee mug] Because if I ever caught Miles with another woman in my kitchen, I'd... [the coffee mug breaks from the pressure of Rose squeezing on it; Rose first looks at the mug in amazement, and then gives Dorothy a triumphant look]
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