- Beverly Harris: Stop with the stories, mother, I don't know who my father is!
- Nana Mary: Well then we're even! Neither do I!
- Nana Mary: You know, there are more questions than there are answers. Maybe it's supposed to be that way to keep us on our feet.
- Beverly Harris: [Nana Mary revealed she doesn't know who Bev's father is] You really have no idea?
- Nana Mary: No, though I have it narrowed down to four men, well two really because you can't paint so it can't be Picasso, and you don't have any musical talent so it can't be Arthur Rubinstein.
- Beverly Harris: Well I can sing, can it be Louis Armstrong?
- Nana Mary: That is a definite possibility.
- Roseanne Conner: [Roseanne's worried Dan won't like the way she's changed or the way she's redecorated the house when he gets home] What if...
- Jackie Harris: Just stop with what if. 'What if?' 'What if?' What if cars ran on spit?
- Nana Mary: You remember when I used to get drunk with Hemingway?
- Beverly Harris: I wasn't there.
- Nana Mary: But you remember.