Roseanne Barr credited as playing...
Ruth
- Ruth: [coaching the nursing-home women in a game of soccer, jumping up and down] Come on! Kick that ball! Yes, go! Come on, Miss Zulinski!
- Hooper: What is going on here?
- Ruth: Oh, isn't it wonderful?
- Hooper: I know what you've been doing! The vitamins, the workouts, it's against the rules! I'm going to report you to Mrs. Trumper and then you'll be sorry.
- Ruth: Oh, I don't think so, I HAVE been sorry my whole life and by the looks of it, so have you, so you do whatever you want. It's a shame, though, Hooper, I always thought that women like us should stick together. Let's go! Kick that ball!
- Ruth: [switching the nursing home's sedatives with energy pills] Mary Fisher's mother had been enjoying a long, untroubled sleep. It was time to wake her up.
- Ruth Patchett/Vesta Rose: [picks up Mary Fisher's book] Mary Fisher, any relation?
- Mrs. Fisher: My daughter.
- Ruth Patchett/Vesta Rose: Oh how nice.
- Mrs. Fisher: She's a slut. Bitch keeps me in this dogpound while she lives the life of a princess in her gar damn mansion!
- Ruth Patchett/Vesta Rose: Well that doesn't seem fair.
- Mrs. Fisher: Yeah I ought to drop in on her one day, that'd scare the shit out of her.
- Ruth Patchett/Vesta Rose: You have rights, if you wanted to go see your daughter nobody could stop you.
- Mrs. Fisher: I'm too old.
- Ruth Patchett/Vesta Rose: You are a mature and vibrant woman, and don't you let anybody tell you anything different.
- Mrs. Fisher: Yeah? I suppose I could go on Sunday afternoon.
- Ruth Patchett/Vesta Rose: I'll put you on the train myself, and I'll even call ahead to make sure the butler knows you're coming.
- Mrs. Fisher: Butler? I'll bet there's hanky panky there.
- Ruth Patchett/Vesta Rose: Well there's only one way to find out.
- Mrs. Trumper: Bed wetters have no place in the Golden Twilight Home! Walk this way, please.
- Ruth: Are they sedated?
- Mrs. Trumper: Our angels would rather sleep then be awake wondering why their families have thrown them away. You can understand that, can't you, Miss. Rose?
- Ruth: Of course!
- Ruth: [narrating] Some women are born beautiful. They make it look easy. But most women have to put a little time and effort into their appearance, and then there are those of us who need all the help we can get, like me.
- Ruth: I would have to get used to being alone now. It's not easy for a mother to be separated from her children. I'll bet Mary Fisher's mother feels the same way. Maybe I can help old Mrs. Fisher get reacquainted with her daughter. But first, I would need a new name.