- Phyllis Ericson: It's about time I began. What chance does a girl nowadays, if she doesn't do this and won't do that?
- Kara: If he had any jack, he wouldn't sit there staring at me. He'd be in here crushing the life out of me - and making me like it.
- Kara: [singing] Have a lot of sweeties, Still I'm fancy free, I'll always stay that way, Playing around, Having no care, Never say yes, Making them guess, All the while, Laughing at life, Getting my share, Letting them come, Letting them go, With a smile...
- Mrs. Ericson: What's she like?
- Phyllis Ericson: Oh, you've seen her on the posters down at the railroad station. That wild, voluptuous looking creature with the red hair and nude hip.
- Mrs. Ericson: What can people see in such a vulgar display?
- Richard Carewe: I was never taught how - to remove a lady's cloak of respect.
- Phyllis Ericson: Well, suppose I show you how. First, I put my arm around your shoulder like this. Then I lean my cheek against your head, sympathetically.
- Richard Carewe: Yes. But, I don't need any sympathy.
- Phyllis Ericson: Oh, you don't know how to play!
- Phyllis Ericson: Dick, why do you respect me?
- Richard Carewe: I don't know.
- Phyllis Ericson: I wish you wouldn't respect me so much. It makes me feel awfully lonely; like I was a marble statue in a park. Couldn't you respect me a little less? Just now and then.
- Kara: I suppose you have your little check all made out and everything?
- Richard Carewe: Cash.
- Kara: What guarantee have you that I'll keep *my* end of the bargain?
- Richard Carewe: Your sense of honor.
- Kara: Is that meant as a joke?
- Kara: Now, let me get this straight. You say that you'll give me 5,000 tonight if I make people believe for a month that you're my new Daddy?
- Mrs. Ericson: Is it making me worthy of him to ask me to break my promise to a woman?
- Richard Carewe: Which woman? Which promise?
- Phyllis Ericson: Whatever kind of wonderful kind of person like you, see in an old dry as dust, like Dick, here?
- Kara: Oh, dry as gold dust!
- Phyllis Ericson: I'd just love to be you.
- Kara: Would you?
- Phyllis Ericson: Yes. To wear such clothes and dance and see men's eyes just pop out of their heads. And to have my picture all over the map. Oh, gee!
- Phyllis Ericson: Mustn't say "dear", dear. People might hear and then there'd be a scandal.
- Richard Carewe: You're so strange.
- Phyllis Ericson: You're a revelation!