The Golden Girls (TV Series)
Witness (1991)
Rue McClanahan: Blanche Devereaux
Quotes
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Dorothy Zbornak : [Blanche asks Dorothy to help check her Southern lineage papers] Uh-oh...
Blanche Devereaux : What?
Dorothy Zbornak : Well, I hate telling you this, Blanche... no, that's not true. I look forward to telling you this, Blanche. The woman your great-grandfather married was born, well, outside of Georgia.
Blanche Devereaux : How far outside of Georgia?
Dorothy Zbornak : Buffalo. You're a Yankee, Blanche!
Blanche Devereaux : No, this can't be.
Dorothy Zbornak : [enjoying this to the fullest] A Yankee Doodle!
Blanche Devereaux : [panicking] There must be some mistake.
Dorothy Zbornak : You are that Yankee Doodle gal.
Blanche Devereaux : Let me see the certificate. I want to see with my own eyes that my great-grandmother was... that thing you said.
Dorothy Zbornak : A Yankee.
Blanche Devereaux : Right.
Dorothy Zbornak : A Yankee Doodle.
Blanche Devereaux : Oh, stop it.
Blanche Devereaux : [she carefully inspects the document] Oh, my God!
Dorothy Zbornak : Oh, did I mention, her name was Feldman?
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Rose Nylund : Oh, Carl is quite a guy. Lately I've been dreaming about him at night, not Miles! Although, I do have one dream that both Carl and Miles are in.
Blanche Devereaux : [sensually] Oh!
[long pause]
Blanche Devereaux : And?
Rose Nylund : Okay. And Captain Kangaroo!
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Blanche Devereaux : Ahhh, I remember growin' up in Atlanta, how all of us girls used to pretend to be Confederate belles and we'd receive gentleman callers. Got to be like a competition. In fact, I once received seven callers in one evening.
Dorothy Zbornak : I'm just thinking out loud, but isn't Atlanta where the Center for Disease Control is?
Blanche Devereaux : Coincidence.
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Barbara Weston : I should tell you there's been some complaints from the neighbors about the noise at night.
Blanche Devereaux : Which neighbors?
Barbara Weston : Well, me.
Blanche Devereaux : Which noise?
Barbara Weston : Well, you.
Blanche Devereaux : Well, get earmuffs. I pay my taxes.
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Blanche Devereaux : [after being refused entry into the D.O.S] Those small-minded peckerwoods aren't real Southerners.
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Blanche Devereaux : I'm just as Southern as the fruit of a scuppernong arbor growing proudly by the lazy Mississippi.