Rosa Moline:
What a dump!
Rosa Moline:
If I don't get out of here I'll die. If I don't get out of here I hope I die and burn.
Rosa Moline:
Life in Loyalton is like sitting in the funeral parlor and waiting for the funeral to begin. No, it's like lying in a coffin and waiting for them to carry you out.
Moose:
You're somethin' for the birds, Rosa, somethin' for the birds.
Rosa Moline:
And you're somethin' to make the corn grow tall!
Jenny:
You want that Chicken a la King business served on toast?
Rosa Moline:
Well I showed you the picture in the magazine, didn't I?
Jenny:
How could I tell if there was toast under all that goo?
Jenny:
Mrs. Moline, let's not start calling each other names. I got some fancy ones saved up just achin' to be used.
Rosa Moline:
You get out of this house! No red indian is gonna talk to me like that in my own house!
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