Dolly Levi: And on those cold winter nights, Horace, you can snuggle up to your cash register. It's a little lumpy, but it rings.
Irene Molloy: Do get done with that, Minnie. The men are eyeing us for the wrong reasons.
Minnie Fay: A banana a day keeps the doctor away.
Irene Molloy: You mean an apple a day.
Minnie Fay: Who ever heard of a doctor slipping on an apple peel?
Ambrose Kemper: This doesn't concern Mrs. Levi.
Dolly Levi: Everything concerns Mrs. Levi, Mr. Kemper.
Dolly Levi: Money, pardon the expression, is like manure. It's not worth a thing unless it's spread around, encouraging young things to grow.
Horace: Eighty percent of the people in the world are fools and the rest of us are in danger of contamination.
Horace: I'm going to march in the 14th street parade with the only kind of people I can trust: 700 men.
Horace: Any man who goes to a big city deserves what happens to him.
Dolly Levi: As my late husband, Ephraim Levi, used to say, 'If you have to live from hand-to-mouth, you'd better be ambidextrous.'.
Cornelius Hackl: I've lost everything: my job, my future, everything people think is important, but I don't care - because even if I have to dig ditches for the rest of my life, I shall be a ditch-digger who once had a wonderful day.
Cornelius Hackl: Barnaby, you don't know anything about women.
Barnaby Tucker: Only that we can't afford them.
Dolly Levi: Hello! Hello there, how are you? Oh Hello.
Horace: You know too many people.
Dolly Levi: Total strangers.
Horace: Then why do you greet them?
Dolly Levi: It makes me feel good to have so many friends.
Horace: Oh, say hello for me too then.
Dolly Levi: I already did.
Irene Molloy: Minnie, I don't mind that you never finish your lunch, but I do mind that you never finish your sentences.
Horace: Dolly Levi, you are a damned exasperating woman.
Dolly Levi: Why Horace Vandergelder. That is the nicest thing you have ever said to me. Ha ha.
Horace: You are an impractical seven-foot-tall nincompoop.
Ambrose Kemper: That's an insult.
Horace: All the facts about you are insults.
Barnaby Tucker: Holy cabooses.
Dolly Levi: Mr. Kemper, do you mind if we go inside? I'm feeling an updraft in my underpants.
Answer: Beets are served with the dinner, as a side dish to the turkey and dumplings. Dolly tries repeatedly to serve them to Horace ("you salt your beets, I'll salt mine"), who repeatedly proclaims his distaste for them. There is no specific mention of cranberry sauce. But they'd be easy to confuse, as both are red and have a consistency not too dissimilar from one another.
Michael Albert