whole latte love lines

ISLA: Yeah, I might have made that batch a little too strong.

VIVIAN: Slow down, Edith! What do you think this is? The Indianapolis 500?

EDITH: How can this be the Indianapolis 500? We're nowhere near India!

VIVIAN: Well, slow down anyway. My hip is acting up again.

EDITH: I thought you had it replaced.

VIVIAN: Not that hip. The other one.

EDITH: Well, maybe it's time you replaced that one, too!

VIVIAN: Nothing doing. Between the hip, both knees, and my pacemaker, l've got more metal in me than a '57 Buick.

EDITH: I'd gladly take all that metal over this worthless hearing aid.

VIVIAN: What's the matter? Is it on the fritz?

EDITH: What's that you say?

VIVIAN: | said fritz! Fritz! Is it on the fritz?

EDITH: Oh, dear. Why did we come here again?

VIVIAN: I don't know. What is this place?

EDITH: It looks like a coffee shop.

VIVIAN: Oh! Maybe we should get some coffee while we're here.

EDITH: Ooh, look, Vivian. They've got those muffins you like!

VIVIAN: What muffins?

EDITH: You know. The ones with the seeds.

VIVIAN: You mean poppy seeds?

EDITH: Yeah, those.

VIVIAN: I can't eat poppy seeds! They get caught in my dentures!

EDITH: Well, take them out.

VIVIAN: What? My dentures?

EDITH: No! The poppy seeds!

VIVIAN: Are you crazy? Each muffin must have a million of them!

EDITH: So?

VIVIAN: So, l've only got a few years left on this planet. You want I should waste them picking poppy seeds out of a muffin?

EDITH: Well, it's easier than putting them in the muffin!

VIVIAN: Fine. Get two muffins!

EDITH: Why two?

VIVIAN: So we can each have a muffin!

EDITH: I don't want a muffin! I was thinking of you!

VIVIAN: Well, I don't want a muffin either!

EDITH: Oh, that would be wonderful, dear. Thank you.

VIVIAN: I've got another idea.

EDITH: What's that?

VIVIAN: We'll take a seat, and she can bring the coffees to us!

EDITH: My, my! That was fast! You must have cruised over here on roller skates.

VIVIAN: I hope you don't expect a big tip.

EDITH: For your information, I already gave her one.

VIVIAN: Spendthrift!

EDITH: Keep up the good work, dear.

VIVIAN: Watch it, Edith! Your hand is shaking so much you're going to spill!

EDITH: Well, you're shaking more than me!

VIVIAN: I'm not shaking! I'm mixing in the creamer!

EDITH: You didn't get any creamer!

VIVIAN: Well, that's not my fault!

EDITH: What's that you say?

VIVIAN: I said fault! Fault! That's not my fault!

EDITH: No, I don't want any salt! My blood pressure will go through the roof.

VIVIAN: Oh, this is good coffee!

EDITH: It sure is! It reminds me of that little café we used to visit in Rome. What was it called again?

VIVIAN: Il Gusto!

EDITH: That's right. I remember it as if it were yesterday.

VIVIAN: I'm suddenly remembering a whole lot of yesterdays! Hey, Edith! Look at that!

EDITH: What?

VIVIAN: Your hand isn't shaking anymore.

EDITH: Neither is yours!

VIVIAN: And you know what? I don't feel that twinge in my hip anymore.

EDITH: Really?

VIVIAN: Yes. I mean look at me! I can move again!

EDITH: Me too!

VIVIAN: In fact, I feel ten years younger.

EDITH: What?

VIVIAN: I said younger! Younger! I feel ten years younger!

EDITH: No, I heard you. But I don't feel ten years younger, I feel twenty years younger!

VIVIAN: You're right about that.

EDITH: It can't be the coffee, can it?

VIVIAN: Oh, don't be ridiculous. Coffee doesn't work that way!

THELMA: It's getting worse! Much worse!

VIVIAN: Hey, Edith. Remember those high kicks we used to do when we were in the Rockettes?

EDITH: Do I remember? Why, I'll bet I can still do them!

VIVIAN: I'll bet you can't do them as high as me.

EDITH: Oh, yeah? Watch this!

VIVIAN: You call that a kick? This is a kick!

THELMA: Would you please be more careful with your gymnastical activities! You almost dislocated my supercilium!

VIVIAN: Come along, Edith. There's more room over here anyway.

EDITH: Hoo, boy! I've got to tell you, Viv. That really took it out of me!

VIVIAN: Me too! I'm starting to feel my age again!

EDITH: You know, I'll bet it was the coffee that made us feel younger.

VIVIAN: Then why do I suddenly feel old?

EDITH: I don't know. Maybe the coffee is wearing off.

VIVIAN: Oh, don't be ridiculous.

EDITH: What's that you say?

VIVIAN: I said ridiculous! Ridiculous! Don't be ridiculous!

WENDELL: Hey! We want our coffee!

VIVIAN: Yeah! Give it to us now!

EDITH: It got a lot quieter all the sudden. Did you notice that?

VIVIAN: Oh, yes. I like it much better this way.

EDITH: What did she say?

VIVIAN: Just grab your cup and go!

EDITH: Hey, Vivian! Do you feel any younger?

VIVIAN: Not yet, Edith. Why?

EDITH: Because I was hoping this coffee would have kicked in by now.

VIVIAN: I told you it wasn't the coffee.

EDITH: Well, it's got to be something.

VIVIAN: Yeah? Well, that something is all in your head!

EDITH: Do you know what your problem is, Vivian?

VIVIAN: No, Edith. Tell me. What is my problem?

EDITH: You're a know-it-all. That's what you are. An arrogant, egotistical know-it-all.

VIVIAN: Oh, I am, am I?

EDITH: Yes. Ever since we were kids, you've been telling me I was wrong about this and wrong about that.

VIVIAN: Well, for good reason. I'd rather be a know-it-all than a know-nothing.

EDITH: Just what are you implying, Vivian?

VIVIAN: Oh, I'm not implying anything, Edith. For the first time in my life, I'm telling you exactly what I think. You are an airhead!

EDITH: You take that back!

VIVIAN: I will not! It's the truth!

EDITH: That doesn't mean you have to say it!

VIVIAN: Actually, it feels like I do!

EDITH: Do you have to be so shrill? For heaven's sake, you sound like a screech monkey on helium!

VIVIAN: You think so, do you?

EDITH: No, I don't think so. I know so!

VIVIAN: Well, you sound like a bull moose gargling with gravel!

EDITH: Oh, yeah? Well, you stole my boyfriend!

VIVIAN: What boyfriend?

EDITH: You know very well what boyfriend! Herbert P. Winkleton!

VIVIAN: Herbert? That was fifty years ago!

EDITH: Yes, and I still haven't gotten over it!

VIVIAN: Well, you should be glad you lost him. He was a horrible person. Always so full of himself. And he never closed his mouth when he chewed. Why, he would have brought you nothing but heartache and misery!

EDITH: But you married him!

VIVIAN: How do you think I know about the heartache and misery?

EDITH: You stay out of this!

VIVIAN: Yeah. You know what your problem is?

SHELLY: I have a pretty good idea...

VIVIAN: You're scatterbrained! Always running around like a chicken with its legs cut off. Why, I'm surprised this shop is still in business!

EDITH: Cheer up, dear. Don't be so hard on yourself.

VIVIAN: Wait! You can hear her, but you can't hear me?

EDITH: I told you! It's because your voice is too shrill!

VIVIAN: I'll give you shrill!

EDITH: You're the most obnoxious person l've ever met!

VIVIAN: And you're the most annoying!

EDITH: About her?

VIVIAN: About that?

EDITH: Um...

VIVIAN: Well...

EDITH: All right. Fine. I like Vivian's smile.

VIVIAN: You do?

EDITH: Uh-huh. Just one of your smiles can brighten my whole day.

VIVIAN: I never knew.

SHELLY: All right now, Vivian, what do you like about Edith?

VIVIAN: Well, I guess I like her laugh.

EDITH: Really?

VIVIAN: Oh, yes. Whenever I'm feeling down, your laugh is like music to my heart.

EDITH: That's sweet.

VIVIAN: I mean it.

EDITH: I love you, Vivian.

VIVIAN: I love you, Edith.

EDITH: Would you like to grab some lunch? We could go to that Indian place you like so much.

VIVIAN: I don't like that place. I only go there because I thought you liked it.

EDITH: Oh no, I don't like it!

VIVIAN: I'll tell you what. From now on, let's just promise to be open and honest with each other.

EDITH: But not too honest.

VIVIAN: It's a deal.