- Dot: You know, addressing envelopes ain't as tough as it's cracked up to be.
- Cassie Barnes: No?
- Dot: No! There's a lot of money in it. I doped the whole thing out a while ago. At a dollar and a half a thousand, if I sell an envelope to everybody in the United States, I'd make a hundred and fifty thousand dollars!
- Cassie Barnes: That's swell. Have you figured out how long it's going to take you to do that?
- Dot: Oh, um... About two-hundred and fifty years.
- Cassie Barnes: I had no idea there was such a future in it.
- Gladys Kane: Listen, kid, did you ever hear of a game of pool that has to do with the eight ball? Well, the idea of the game is not to hit that particular ball, see? If you do - you lose. But if you land right behind it, you can't help yourself, can you? You've got to hit it. Well, that's the way it is when you get mixed up with a married man. You're always behind the eight ball. You *always* lose.
- Jerry Dexter: I thought a ride in the park would
- [hiccups]
- Jerry Dexter: calm your nerves.
- Cassie Barnes: Well there's nothing wrong with my nerves.
- Jerry Dexter: No?
- Cassie Barnes: No.
- Jerry Dexter: Well maybe you'd come with me. I need the air.
- Cassie Barnes: Yeah? Well I'm giving you the air.
- Mrs. Barnes, Cassie's Mother: Her mother says she's earning 200 dollars a week now.
- Cassie Barnes: A week?
- Mrs. Barnes, Cassie's Mother: That's what she says.
- Cassie Barnes: Makes my 15 a week look kinda silly.
- Mrs. Barnes, Cassie's Mother: There's nothing silly about that.
- Mrs. Barnes, Cassie's Mother: You needn't make fun of your job. Fifteen dollars is a good salary nowadays.
- Cassie Barnes: [Sarcastically] Yeah, swell!
- Lem - the Druggist: What's up Cassie?
- Cassie Barnes: You better get yourself another soda jerker, Lem.
- Lem - the Druggist: Why? What do you mean?
- Cassie Barnes: I'm going to New York.
- Jerry Dexter: Oh, go away, I hate blondes.
- Cassie Barnes: Well, I hate drunks; so, that makes us even.
- Cassie Barnes: What have you got against the world? It seems to be treating you all right.
- Jerry Dexter: I'm fed up. That's all. Fed up with - formal dinners, pompous butlers, and - and...
- Cassie Barnes: And blondes.
- Cassie Barnes: Say, was it a blonde that drove you to drink?
- Jerry Dexter: Oh, no. I don't need anybody to drive me to drink. I can do that myself.
- Cassie Barnes: It certainly must have been a wild party last night.
- Jerry Dexter: Oh, I don't know. I didn't stay there long. I ducked and spent the night in a speakeasy. I had to get away from those cackling women.
- [Falls on Cassie's lap]
- Jerry Dexter: Oh, excuse me. I beg your pardon.
- Cassie Barnes: Well, don't tell me they were all blondes?
- Jerry Dexter: Did I say I hated blondes? Well, I was wrong! 'Cause I hate brunettes too! Yes, and redheads.
- Cassie Barnes: What have the poor things done to you?
- Jerry Dexter: Do you know what I'm going to do, the rest of my life?
- Cassie Barnes: No.
- Jerry Dexter: I'm going to spend the time looking for an honest woman. You think I'll ever find one?
- Cassie Barnes: No, never.
- Jerry Dexter: You're right! There ain't no such animal.
- Dot: Well what are you doing home?
- Cassie Barnes: Job number three is now a thing of the past.
- Dot: Yeah? What happened?
- Cassie Barnes: Oh, the Manager had a lot of brand new ideas. He tried to take my waist measurement.
- Dot: Oh, I know. Wanted to see if you were gaining any weight, huh?
- Cassie Barnes: Yeah.
- Dot: Say, Cass, you don't happen to know of a good man layin' around loose, do ya? A plumber or something? I'd grab the first one that came along so - I - wouldn't - have - to - type - these - silly - stupid - things!
- Cassie Barnes: Oh, you're always yelping about men, Dot!
- Dot: Yeah, well that's my trouble. All I do is yelp. But, I never can get my clutches on one.
- Cassie Barnes: Oh, they give me a pain!
- Cassie Barnes: Oh, I met a new breed this morning.
- Dot: Yeah, what's he like?
- Cassie Barnes: Rich, handsome, - and a sap! He was in the store when I had the scrap this morning. Brought me home in his car.
- Dot: What happened? Did he make a pass at you?
- Cassie Barnes: No, he didn't even try to date me up! The conceded fool!
- Dot: Well, what are you kicking about? Isn't that what you want?
- Cassie Barnes: Yeah, but a man doesn't have to be insulting, does he?
- Cassie Barnes: Well, goodbye slave. I'm gonna have my lunch in style!
- Dot: Yeah and I hope you choke!
- Gladys Kane: Listen, when you walk, forget you have hips. Let them take care of themselves - they always do. Look, here's the idea, add a little smile.
- Cassie Barnes: You're crazy about him, aren't you?
- Gladys Kane: Ga-ga - and it's no good. If I ever thought I'd love him so violently, I'd dropped him the minute I felt it coming on. Take my advice, Cassie, never fall in love. It's terrible.
- Dot: I was gonna throw this stuff out - but, you might as well eat it. Aw, there's one of the finest little weenies that ever graced a paper plate. It's a little shriveled from old age. But, of course, you can't have everything. And the baloney - well, its just baloney.
- Jerry Dexter: You know, you're quite a novelty. Most of the girls around here seem to spend their time competing to see who can get blotto first.
- Jerry Dexter: Well, you know, I like to get tight once in awhile.
- Cassie Barnes: Why?
- Jerry Dexter: Oh, it takes me to strange places, where I meet strange people. Like you - for instance.
- Cassie Barnes: Is that supposed to be a compliment?
- Jerry Dexter: Do you want to go out somewhere or prefer to sit around here and talk.
- Cassie Barnes: Sit around here and - talk? Can that be done?
- Dot: Listen, if he'll take you, grab him while the grabbin's good! And in a little while, maybe he'll find what a heel he's been and marry you anyway. And if he don't, what's the odds? You'll have a beautiful apartment, plenty of clothes and pot full of Do-Re-Mi.
- Gladys Kane: Oh, Cassie, don't get in my class.
- Dot: Why shouldn't she get in your class? What's wrong with your class? Say you're a great one to be talkin' and you living in the lap of luxury.
- Gladys Kane: Listen, Dot, I'd scrub floors if I could start all over again.
- Dot: Awww! That's a lot of plain, ordinary hooey! And in the meantime you're living on Park Avenue, have a car of your own, and you eat at the Ritz. Well, all I can say is you're havin' a swell time!
- Dot: Say, the trouble with you is, you've forgotten how awful it is to live in a dump like this. You don't know what it means to have to cut down on your food, so you can scrap together the rent or else old horse-face downstairs will throw you out on your what's-it. Say, listen, did you ever have to eat liverwurst seven days a week, cause you couldn't afford anything else? Well, try it sometime, you'll be nuts about it!
- Gladys Kane: You've got to hang on to your self respect, Dot. And that's important.
- Dot: Awww, what's your self respect when your hungry? It won't get you a porterhouse, will it?
- Gladys Kane: So long, Dot.
- Dot: Goodbye.
- Gladys Kane: Look me up sometime, I'll show you life among the rich and miserable.
- Dot: Says you!
- Cassie Barnes: I'm not sure I'm doing the right thing, Dot.
- Dot: Awww, nertz! If you think it's right, it's right! That's the only way to look at it.
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