- Young model: What's the matter with her? She's too ritzy for chili?
- Gwen: I don't know, maybe it's too chilly for the Ritz.
- Dick Smith: Glad to know you. My name's Smith.
- Gwen: I knew there was something different about you.
- Dick Smith: I'll let you in on a secret. I use Honeysuckle Mouthwash, that kissable preparation.
- Gwen: What an optimist.
- Gwen: Well, that's all for today, Sonny. You can either go through the door or the window. 'Course, the window has its points. You get a little glimpse of the Hudson as you pass the 39th floor.
- Lucius Philbean - Dick's Valet: How much emolument are you in the habit of receiving?
- Gwen: Well, she doesn't stand for much of it!
- Photographer: Hey, what's your name - I told you to hold her there.
- Dick Smith: The name's Smith.
- Frances 'Cookie' Cooke: You sure it isn't locksmith?
- Dick Smith: Wait a minute! That's not right. She can't be in love with that fellow. She must be in love with me.
- Lucius Philbean - Dick's Valet: Isn't that rather carrying the wish to the well, sir?
- Gwen: Oh, what difference does it make what he collects, so long as he has the habit? You can get him to collect furs, emeralds, diamonds just as easy.
- Lucius Philbean - Dick's Valet: [fumbling with the office phone, as Smith tries to get him to use the switch on his desk] Hello... switch, which switch, hello, are you there? Oh, of course you're there. Yeah, we're all here... yeah, were al..."
- [He continues mumbling]
- Frances 'Cookie' Cooke: My father used to say, "A smart man knows that money can buy anything, so he doesn't have to prove it."
- Dick Smith: Well, mine used to say, "Money makes a man go for it."
- Lucius Philbean - Dick's Valet: Oh, but sir, I thought... .
- Lucius Philbean - Dick's Valet: What with?
- Frances 'Cookie' Cooke: Uh, Mr. Philbean. Mr. Smith is thinking of quitting.
- Lucius Philbean - Dick's Valet: Oh, really? I hardly think so.
- Frances 'Cookie' Cooke: Oh, yes. He's got a better offer.
- Lucius Philbean - Dick's Valet: Oh, that's fine. I could secure droves of turkey gobblers.
- Lucius Philbean - Dick's Valet: Mr. Smith thought so much of you, he actually made me feel Philbean Incorporated couldn't possibly exist without you.
- Baron Enrico Torene: On the mezzanine is the wonderful egg show.
- Frances 'Cookie' Cooke: Egg show? Oh, I thought you said wonderful late show.
- Baron Enrico Torene: Oh, si, si. Marvelous egg show. I hope you already have had a good dinner. For perhaps the lecture, she's a bit lately.
- Frances 'Cookie' Cooke: Oh, gee, Gwen. I wish I could wear this dress out tonight.
- Gwen: Well, why don't you? Your boss'll never know. He's too full of emolument.
- Gwen: Well, you keep your hands for other things. Honest toil never gave anybody that skin you like to photograph.
- Dick Smith: You idiot. The date's with another guy.
- Lucius Philbean - Dick's Valet: Oh, but sir, I thought...
- Dick Smith: What with?
- Lucius Philbean - Dick's Valet: Oh, but sir, you winked, and I thought...
- Dick Smith: Oh, go bury your head in the sand.
- Frances 'Cookie' Cooke: Besides, I don't go out with guys that earn seven fifty and day - some days.
- Gwen: Hmmm, but in the end you'll run true to form. Some big slug'll come along that needs mothering, and you'll wake up one morning and find you've taken on the job for life.
- Dick Smith: Say, I'm no cripple.
- Gwen: Well, you stand an awfully good chance of making it, if you don't scram.
- Dick Smith: Anyone ever tell you you'd look swell across a breakfast table?
- Gwen: Yeees, and I laughed so hard I fell right off my tricycle.
- Dick Smith: She must be in love with me, or I wouldn't be feeling this way.
- Lucius Philbean - Dick's Valet: You mean, delirious?
- Dick Smith: No, and I must be feeling this way because... I'm in love with her.
- Gwen: Now, wadda you want?
- Terry - Gwen's Husband: Please come back. I just can't stand bein' without you.
- Gwen: And I can't stand being with you.
- Frances 'Cookie' Cooke: Male models all look alike to me - million dollar profiles and dollar and a quarter brains.
- Dick Smith: Get on the phone. Do as I tell ya. Call Cookie.
- Lucius Philbean - Dick's Valet: [Speaking into the phone] Hello, Cookie, Cookie, Hello?
- Dick Smith: Dial it.
- Dick Smith: You mean you'd really go to bat for me?
- Frances 'Cookie' Cooke: Well, you were nice to get me my job. Anyway, you're such a nitwit that you need a manager.