Loose Ankles (1930)
Agnes: You'll never get in the newspapers that way! You've got to take his clothes off.
Ann Harper: What?
Agnes: His clothes off!
Ann Harper: Oh, Agnes! Do you mean... do you mean all of them?
Agnes: Well, as many as you can, Miss.
Ann Harper: Well, this is a new experience for me, but I'll try!
Ann Harper: I wonder if all the family is downstairs yet?
Betty: Well, you know the old saying, "Were there's a will, there's a lot of relatives."
Ann Harper: How do you get into the newspapers?
Betty: I don't. I've been lucky.
Ann Harper: Yes, I know that. But how do you suppose I might get into the newspapers?
Betty: First, get yourself a man. Then a reporter, and leave the rest to the typesetter.
Andy Martin: [after discussing their roommate's lack of job prospects] There goes an example of what a college education'll do for you. Poor kid.
Terry Todd: [one of a very drunk foursome] Nah, you girls aren't nearly as bad as you look.
Andy Martin: You couldn't be. Hahaha.
Ann Harper: [On the phone placing a classified ad in a newspaper] Wanted: One young man. Must be young and good looking, and scrupulous. No, no! Unscrupulous. Yes!
Betty: [singing] I'm feeling that I'm reeling, When they strike up a band, Each rhythm has me with 'em, And I'll say that it's grand, There's only one reason, My feet want to fly, All stepping, out stepping, I'm telling you why, When music's good and hot, I start to sway a lot, And all because I've got, Loose ankles...
Marcel: [following a pedicure] The foot is finished, Madam.
Ann Harper: Thank you, Marcel. That looks wonderful. I could walk two miles for a cigarette, now!
Maj. Rupert Harper: [reading a will] "To my beloved granddaughter, Ann Harper Berry, I leave the Franklin-Berry Mansion in Westchester, my grandmother Flora's pearls, and securities to yield an annual income of $70,000."
Andy Martin: Now, listen, Gilly, old kid, being a professional escort isn't such a bad business. Once you take one of these old battle axes for a whirl around the dance floor, you'll find that whatever they pay you, it's not enough.
Agnes: My, ain't you the early bird this morning.
Ann Harper: Yes. I'm expecting a worm.
Agnes: A what, Miss?
Ann Harper: A man, Agnes. Just a man.
Ann Harper: Good gracious! You must have a secret sorrow to speak that way of men.
Agnes: Well, it's not exactly a secret sorrow, Miss. I tell everybody about it!
Ann Harper: You don't mean to say that you've been in a compromising position?
Agnes: Well, the position wasn't so bad; but, the circumstances were a-gin me.
Ann Harper: You don't mind being compromised?
Gil Hayden: Oh, no! No.
Ann Harper: Have you been compromised before?
Gil Hayden: Oh, of course.
Ann Harper: Well, what type of compromising do you specialize in? Plain or fancy?
Gil Hayden: Both! - Which do you prefer?
Ann Harper: Well, the sort that would get into the newspapers. So they could have headlines, like this: "A Man of Mystery Compromises Debutante."
Gil Hayden: You mean, to be caught in a - in a affectionate embrace?
Ann Harper: Well, you know the old saying, "Where there's a will, there's a lot of relatives."
Ann Harper: What'll I do next?
Agnes: Take off those pants!
Ann Harper: Oh, I couldn't.
Agnes: Throw yourself in his arms, hang on tight, and leave the rest to me.
Linton: I'm sick of living in a dump like this and grafting my meals from a lot of cow-faced women.
Andy Martin: Hey, what have you got against cows?
Linton: Ah, bull!
Andy Martin: This is pre-War stuff. It's so old, it's rotten.
[pours Gill a drink]
Agnes: Will you be late, Miss?
Betty: You said it! We're going to the opening of the Circus Cafe and we're going to be wild, wicked and whoopee!
Andy Martin: What did you say this lady's name was?
Sarah Harper: This is my sister, Miss Katherine Harper.
Andy Martin: Miss Katherine Harper, meet Mr. Terry Todd. Mr. Todd, Miss Katherine Harper.
Terry Todd: And what did you say your sister's name was?
Katherine Harper: My sister's name is Sarah.
Terry Todd: Miss Sara Harper, Mr. Andy Martin. Mr. Andy Martin, Miss Sarah Harper.
Andy Martin: How do you do? Miss Sarah Harper, meet Mr. Terry Todd. Mr. Terry Todd, Sarah Harper.
Terry Todd: And Miss Katherine Harper, Mr. Andy Martin. Mr. Andy Martin, Miss Sarah Harper.
Andy Martin: How do you do? Miss Katherine Harper, met Miss Sarah Harper. Mr. Todd, my name is Martin. Well, let's go make whoopee.
Andy Martin: Pardon my hasty exit. See you all of the sudden.
Gil Hayden: What are you doing here?
Ann Harper: Why, I came to look for someone I couldn't forget. What are you doing here?
Gil Hayden: I came to forget someone I never thought I'd see again.
Betty: Oh! Pardon us for not knocking. Well, if it isn't Lindberg. The last time I saw you, you were flying out of a window. Have you still got your pants on backwards?
Betty: Waiter, what's all the commotion down there?
Circus Cafe Waiter: Oh, just a couple of drunks trying to put on a wrestling match.
Betty: Oh, so that's the kind of a place this is.
Circus Cafe Waiter: You never can tell.
Betty: Says you.
Circus Cafe Waiter: Says I.
Andy Martin: Where is Miss Berry?
Betty: She's in there.
Andy Martin: Alone?
Betty: Oh, no. She's with a dark, handsome gentleman who's trying to talk her in or out of something.
Andy Martin: Listen, Miss Berry, you're about to do something, I don't know what, but, whatever it is, don't do it!
Andy Martin: I'll give you the real low down. This drugstore cowboy is trying to steal you away from a kid who really loves you. But, we're not going to let him get away with it.
Andy Martin: Do you know these two flappers?
Maj. Rupert Harper: These ladies, sir, are my sisters.
Terry Todd: Your sisters?
Maj. Rupert Harper: Yes, sir.
Terry Todd: Well, that's just dandy!