- Paula 'Polly' Wharton: Old? Max, that over-21 business is a lie, like the one about you can't teach an old dog new tricks. The fellas who spout lies like that don't think the world ought to change either. It's too old a dog.
- Max W. Wharton: Is that what you're concerned about? Your two million bucks?
- Robert Drexel Gow: To a degree, yes. Is that vulgar?
- Robert Drexel Gow: Do you have to polish your own shoes?
- Max W. Wharton: And press my pants and sew on my buttons. Anything wrong?
- Paula 'Polly' Wharton: Max loves it.
- Max W. Wharton: I love it.
- Robert Drexel Gow: Well, love makes the world go round.
- Max W. Wharton: You never liked him.
- Robert Drexel Gow: I still don't. He eats too loud.
- Max W. Wharton: Don't eat with him.
- Colonel Foley: I don't try to outguess Washington, Wharton.
- Mrs. Foley: Ted, you can say more without saying anything.
- Paula 'Polly' Wharton: [Lying on her bed at night alone, she prays] Please let Max graduate... Oh no, maybe you'd better flunk him out... That is, if you can do it without breaking his heart... Or, if you could pass Max and still not let Robert sell the paper... Or maybe... Oh, I don't know. Just do the best you can. I really don't know.
- Mrs. Gates: Mrs Wharton, what's that Charles Boyer like?
- Paula 'Polly' Wharton: Oh, he's terribly nice.
- Mrs. Gates: Really? Oh, I'm so glad to know that.
- Paula 'Polly' Wharton: Why? Did you hear anything different?
- Paula 'Polly' Wharton: Heavens, no. I like him so much I want to be sure I'm not wasting my time on the wrong man!