Joe Qualley:
Mona, it was so horrible and I was so damn scared and when I tried to scream for help, they just kept punchin' me in the face! And he kept callin' me Joanne!

Stella Mae:
I just love to try an' guess at people from old photographs.

Stella Mae:
You look like you done pretty well for yourself.

Joanne:
As well as might be expected.

Mona:
Jo, why did you have to come back here?

Joanne:
I had as much right to return to this reunion as anybody, didn't I?

Juanita:
Those awful things you said about my Sidney were lies, and I want you to tell everybody they were lies!

Sissy:
Sidney is dead, Jo, so let's just forget it, huh?

Joanne:
Gee, Juanita, I thought this night was dedicated to remembering those days... that made us all what we are today.

Juanita:
You're just one of them perverts, that's what you are!

Joanne:
Well, that's what you always thought I was, Juanita.

Juanita:
Believin' is so funny, isn't it? When what you believe in doesn't even know you exist.

Juanita:
Well, you ain't bringin' beer in here.

Sissy:
Could you just, um, turn God off for tonight and have yourself a good time?

Stella Mae:
Christ, anybody can be happy. Look at me, I laugh my ass off all the damn time. You know, I'll laugh at just about anything.

Edna Louise:
You're not happy.

Stella Mae:
I'm happy Goddammit!

Juanita:
I wonder what made God turn away from me like that.

Sissy:
I just think, um, there's so many people in the world nowadays, it's hard for him to give the personal attention that he used to.

Edna Louise:
I had such a very nice time. Thank you all for likin' me and bein' so nice to me although I'm not very smart.

Stella Mae:
You know, I never could stand people who keep sayin' they're gonna go and then they never do.

Mona:
Shh! Listen. A slowly passing train is so romantic.

Mona:
Prosperity, unfortunately, it's a fleeting thing.

Joanne:
Time is such a nebulous date to wait for.

Mona:
And patience, they say, is a virtue.

Juanita:
He is a sick boy and should be treated before he grows up into a communist.

Mona:
Yes, uh, yes, but I chose to rise above the attitudes of this small town, while you chose to lay spread over a gravestone and take them inside you!

Juanita:
Mona!!!

Juanita:
You do far too much messing around. I'm going to ask my Friday Bible Club to devote a prayer session to you.

Sissy:
Why dont you pray for them people in China? They need it a hell of a lot more than I do.

Juanita:
We were praying for them, but it didn't seem to do much good. Now we pray for rain.