(About Blanche trying to get back with Ham)
Sophia: I wouldn't be so sure if I was Blanche. Sometimes these things weren't meant to be like me and Frabritzio Rabino. We were on the verge of a passionate love affair until Destiny decided to interfere.
Dorothy: Don't tell me His wife Destiny Rabino?
Sophia: (wide-eyed) Right. Boy did she have a temper she dragged him by the hair on his back, cracked his skull with a Ravioli Crank and threw his limp body into the River!
(Dorothy squints in discomfort)
Sophia: There's a Sicily you don't see on postcards.