Sadie Shelton Quotes in Big Business (1988)

Sadie Shelton: Do you want one of the board members to see you? They'll say you're a sniffling hysterical pre-periodic twit!

Rose Shelton: I have a right to my own feelings Sadie and I am not a twit. I may be pre-periodic and I may be hysterical. So what?

Sadie Shelton: So there are drugs for those things and we make most of them!

Sadie Shelton: Is this how we dress for the office? You look like a blood clot!

Rose Shelton: I had other plans this evening.

Sadie Shelton: I know what your plans were, to hold up in your room and make love to the pastry cart. Now put down the éclair and get down there.

Sadie Shelton: My God it's me with a bad haircut.

Sadie Ratliff: Bad? I paid twelve bucks for this.

Rose Ratliff: I am gonna kick your ass!

Sadie Shelton: I don't see how is it that you, my own sister, can stuff your face and nothing happens and I subsist on 60 calories a day or else blow up like a Macy's Day float!

Sadie Shelton: What fantasy is this? Are we hearing voices now like Joan of Arc?

Sadie Shelton: Oh my God, how did I get so fat? I look like a walleyed salmon! What did he use a wide angle lens?

Sadie Shelton: The most fiscally prudent action at this point is to take an aggressive posture and divest ourselves of Hollow-o-Made. It's a little backwards furniture factory. They actually still make porch rockers. Now, the opportunities for expansion are virtually nil and the buyer has offered us a most attractive price. So, you can see gentlemen, that were we to liquidate Hollow-o-Made; the return on our investment would; in fact, be... quadrupled.

Rose Shelton: Well, the liquidation. I mean aren't there other considerations? May I make a point? I'm sitting, listening here and what I'm feeling... ah... deeply inside. I... I mean what, what it is, I. Things are just not computing exactly right. I mean I'm sorry.

Sadie Shelton: Gentlemen, help yourself to danish.

[walks over to Rose]

Sadie Shelton: How many times have I told you not to talk about things which you don't understand.

Sadie Shelton: [Rushing to the elevator] Hold the door. Hold the door! Hold the door!

[turns around and walks away after door closes in her face]

Sadie Shelton: Moron!