- Charlie Tayler: Now, Hilda, you'll tell me the reason for getting me up in the middle of the night to come and have breakfast with you like this.
- Hilda Pearson: Oh, Daddy, I have sad news for you.
- Charlie Tayler: Oh, my goodness! What has Papa's little rustle of spring got to tell Papa?
- Hilda Pearson: You lost four thousand dollars on the market today.
- Charlie Tayler: Did you get me out of a nice warm bed to tell me that? How did this thing happen?
- Hilda Pearson: Well, I switched my account over to your brokers. I thought it would be kind of clubby. You know, your account and mine right next to each other.
- Charlie Tayler: Oh, that would be cosy and comfy wouldn't it? In other words, you mean that you're four thousand dollars short at my broker?
- Hilda Pearson: Yes, and if four grand aren't there by the time the market closes, they'll sell your baby right out. You wouldn't want that to happen, would you, Daddy?
- Charlie Tayler: Oh, no. Mamma knows Daddy wouldn't want that to happen. Tell me something, did you look me up in Bradstreet?
- Hilda Pearson: You bet your life I did.
- Charlie Tayler: And you found there was gold in them thar hills?
- Hilda Pearson: Oh, Daddy...!
- Charlie Tayler: Well do me a favour, don't try to get it all in one blad, will you?
- Henry Tuttle: I'm fighting to preserve your children's home. I'm fighting against an unmoral standard. That's why Sodom and Gomorrah and the Roman Empire fell!
- Robert Rossiter: Too damn bad they didn't fall on you!
- Joyce Roamer: The little one, a girl, you heard what she said to me? "You've picked out the half-world to live in, now go live in it. Take your medicine."
- Hilda Pearson: What did you use to kill her with?
- Joyce Roamer: Why are you so cold?
- Robert Rossiter: I've been walking around the reservoir.
- Charlie Tayler: Walking around the reservoir? Didn't you get dizzy?
- Charlie Tayler: You're not paying a damn bit of attention to me. I was talking about blondes.
- Robert Rossiter: Oh, that's right, you were talking about blondes, Charlie. What were you saying?
- Charlie Tayler: Well, now you take the blonde...
- Robert Rossiter: No, you take her.
- Charlie Tayler: Well, alright, I'll take her.
- Robert Rossiter: Now what are you going to do with her?
- Bob Rossiter: Listen, Jo, we've been expecting Dad and Ann Garner to get married for the last six months, haven't we? Why do you suppose he's been stalling?
- Jo Rossiter: She's--she's Jezebel?
- Bob Rossiter: Listen, dumbell, you'd better get that head better to think with. Unless I'm cuckoo, we're in for something.
- Bob Rossiter: Well, I didn't want you listening to all that speakeasy talk.
- Jo Rossiter: You were grand and glorious! I'm scared. Can they take me away?
- Bob Rossiter: How do I know what they can do?