Doris Mann: Never let 'em see you ache. That's what Mr. Mayer used to say. Or was it "ass"? Never let 'em see your ass.
Doris: I have some news.
Suzanne: What? You had a dream I lost some weight? Endorsed a line of clothing?
Doris: Don't be fresh, dear.
Doris: Are you less mad at me now?
Suzanne: I am always less mad at you, Mom.
Doris: So, how long have you known Suzanne?
Jack: Oh, about a month. Seems like longer, though.
Doris: I know what you mean. I'm her mother and it seems longer.
Suzanne: Can I ask you something personal?
Evelyn Ames: You mean asking me who I have sex with isn't personal anymore? What do you want to know, if I smoke?
Suzanne Vale: Instant gratification takes too long.
Doris: I was such an awful mother... what if you had a mother like Joan Crawford or Lana Turner?
Suzanne: These are the options? You, Joan or Lana?
Doris: Sing one of your old numbers from my act.
Suzanne Vale: I have nothing to say.
Aretha: The same cannot be said for the rest of your family.
Doctor Frankenthal: Would you maybe like to go out with me sometime? Catch a movie or something?
Suzanne: Sure. We can go see "Valley of the Dolls." We'll say fate brought us together.
Doctor Frankenthal: Suzanne, we're going to have to pump your stomach.
Suzanne Vale: Ohhh... do I have to be there?
Suzanne: Thanks GOD I got sober now so I can be hyper-conscious for this series of humiliations.
Jack Faulkner: I do not like this particular side of you.
Suzanne Vale: I'm not a box, I don't have sides. This is it, one side fits all.
