The Golden Girls | - Season 4

Here’s my hurricane lamp fund.

No, you don’t understand. That ruby is a priceless 18th-century forgery. It was stolen from a Venetian countess in 1923. Interpol has been looking for it for sixty years. If you wear that in public, you’ll be arrested for possession of stolen goods. The Golden Girls - Season 4

Thank you for being a friend... Act One: The Living Room. Afternoon. Here’s my hurricane lamp fund

(entering, pouring coffee): Rose, what in the name of Proust’s madeleine are you doing? It was stolen from a Venetian countess in 1923

(noticing the necklace, goes pale): Oh my heavens. That’s it. The Medici Pretender.

I’ll drink to that. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have to call the Rusty Anchor and tell that handsome bass player that I am no longer a fugitive. And that I am, once again, open for business.

You know, back in the Paleolithic era, your ancestors painted on cave walls. You, Rose, got the leftover rock and decided to lick it.