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Tony Gage: Why, I hardly make enough to keep you in orchids.
Anne Holt: Then there'll be no more orchids.

Grandma Holt: Young man, you're perfectly right. What she needs is a good walloping.

Grandma Holt: Look at yourself! And your feet! They're soaking.
Anne Holt: Can I help it if I slipped? And very wet water in these parts too.

Grandma Holt: You're going to get into a steaming bath this minute!
Anne Holt: But don't you see, I just had a cold one, ducky.
Grandma Holt: Don't you ducky me.

Grandma Holt: Wiggle your feet around in the water and stir up this mustard.

Anne Holt: Some of my best friends are swines.

Tony Gage: My dear Miss Holt...
Anne Holt: I hate to be formal!
Tony Gage: You're utterly charming.
Anne Holt: Ahhh!
Tony Gage: But you've been badly brought up.
Anne Holt: Spoiled.
Tony Gage: All your worst qualities have been thoroughly developed - and your good ones left to rot.
Anne Holt: I like you too.

Anne Holt: You threw me over for an old punching bag.

Anne Holt: You know, I have a queer feeling you and I have danced like this before.

Anne Holt: So you don't find me attractive.
Tony Gage: Oh, yes, you're a very desirable creature. And very potent. But you're too used to snapping your fingers and having everyone toe the mark.
Anne Holt: Most men love it.
Tony Gage: I must be exceptional.
Anne Holt: That's what intrigues me.

Anne Holt: This man shows every sign of having a terrible crush on me.
Tony Gage: He's not letting himself in for anything so unpleasant.
Anne Holt: Unpleasant? You have no idea how nice I can be.

Rita: You know, I like that man. Mind if I take a shot at him tomorrow?
Anne Holt: If you don't mind my taking a shot at you.

Anne Holt: Why are you so mean to me?
Tony Gage: Perhaps it's my instinct for self-preservation.

Anne Holt: And there's no chance for reconciliation?
Tony Gage: Impossible.
Anne Holt: The last time you said impossible you kissed me.
Tony Gage: Well, I assure you it won't happen again.

Rita: This is going to complicate matters, isn't it?
Anne Holt: Don't count on it, ducky. I generally get what I want.

Grandma Holt: They play too many waltzes. I like to rumba.

Bill Holt: Good night, smudge.

Bill Holt: Got it bad?
Anne Holt: Head over heals, daffy, delirious, dithery. I even dream about him.

Anne Holt: Bill, is anything worrying you?
Bill Holt: Certainly not. Why?
Anne Holt: Seems to me there's a lot more gray around those temples.
Bill Holt: Well, that's to add to my sex appeal, honey.

Bill Holt: Gosh, pie face, I don't know how I'm going to get along without you.

Bill Holt: Come clean, honey. What's up?

Tony Gage: I've got a rotten temper. I'd forget that you're a spoiled baby and get angry. You live in a world of toys and I'd bust every one of them.

Tony Gage: If I knew you were coming, I'd have baked a cake.
Anne Holt: I'd much rather have a kiss.

Tony Gage: On your left, madam, we have the bar.
Anne Holt: We've a bigger bar in my house.
Tony Gage: Well, you're just a poor little rich girl.

Tony Gage: Oh, there's lots of things you'll have to get used to. I beat women who tidied bureau drawers.
Anne Holt: I'm awfully good at mussing them up.

Grandma Holt: Hmm, Rita's always horning in on my men.

Anne Holt: Friends and fellow workers, the church bazaar will be held in the school auditorium next Sunday evening. And there will be a recitation by Mr. Buttington entitled, "Short sheets make the night seem longer."

Bill Holt: Well, sorry I can't stay in and get under the table with you. I'm going to a cocktail party at Rita's.
Grandma Holt: Hmm, Rita's. Sounds promising.
Bill Holt: Hey?
Grandma Holt: I'll join you. We can get under the table there.

Bill Holt: But smudge, why should you marry that stuffed shirt?
Anne Holt: I told you. I think it's the sensible thing to do.
Bill Holt: But Anne, honey, it's not like you to be sensible.

Bill Holt: The whole thing's got me stumped.
Grandma Holt: Don't let it lick you, son. Maybe you can get something out of her.

Anne Holt: After all these years and you're turning whimsy on me.
Bill Holt: That's it. Little Peter Pan, that's me.

Tony Gage: It'll be nice too for the prince too when he discovers that you already know the facts of life.

Bill Holt: You can't go back and do things over, smudge. Not in this life.

Bill Holt: I'll lick you on this, Cedric, if it's the last thing I do.

Bill Holt: Everything's jake now.

Bill Holt: You be good to her, Tony, eh?
Tony Gage: Oh, I promise not to break her neck more then once a week.

Jerome Cedric: Assets? What assets? You haven't got any. You people must've been out of your minds to stand by and let him get the bank in this condition. It isn't worth a cent.
Burkhardt: But the man is your own son-in-law!
Jerome Cedric: That's no asset to him either. Let him crawl for the money. Tell him that, from me. But the man is your own son-in-law! That's no asset to him either. Let him crawl for the money. Tell him that, from me.

Anne Holt: Grandfather, there's something I've got to tell you. Please don't be angry with me. But I can't marry Carlos.
Jerome Cedric: Go on.
Anne Holt: I know it's a great disappointment to you, but I've met someone I really love.
Jerome Cedric: Who is it?
Anne Holt: He's connected with your lawyers - Anthony Gage.
Jerome Cedric: Hmm - a nobody.
Anne Holt: What does that matter? I love him.
Jerome Cedric: The arrangements for this marriage are made, and it's utterly out of the question to alter my plans now.

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