- Caravan Club Waiter: [at the Caravan Club Morley is at the table while Holmes dances with Patsy] Fresh drink, sir?
- Sam Morley: Yes, a double. And, waiter...
- [takes out some money]
- Sam Morley: here's ten dollars for your trouble. Go to the dance floor and tell Mr. Holmes he's wanted on the phone.
- Caravan Club Waiter: Sorry, sir. Mr. Holmes gave me twenty dollars *not* to call him to the phone. Anything else, sir?
- Sam Morley: [puts money back] A sharp knife.
- Barry Holmes: [after sitting down with Patsy and Morley for lunch, gives his order to the waiter] *Just* a cup of coffee, please.
- Patsy Douglas: Really, Mr. Holmes, a hard-working executive like you should have a hot lunch.
- Barry Holmes: [looks to the waiter] Very well, just scramble me a couple of Benzedrine tablets.
- [the waiter and Morley chuckle]
- Edna the Receptionist: Morning, Patsy.
- Patsy Douglas: [DIstracted by Sam] Oh, hello, Evelyn
- Edna the Receptionist: If you've got a crush on the bus, honey, you'd better get in line. Some of us have aching hearts going back years.
- Patsy Douglas: Who? Me?
- Edna the Receptionist: It's ok, Patsy. It goes with the job. Like social security and old age insurance.
- Sam Morley: Get your book out. I'll write a letter to Pritchard.
- Peggy: It's Wednesday, Mr. Morley. I have a date at the Marriage License Bureau.
- Sam Morley: Peggy, do you have to get married?
- Peggy: Well, I've been waiting years for you to propose and nary a sign of it. Comes a time when a girl wants a breadwinner. It's a basic instinct.
- Sam Morley: Look at these bills! Every restaurant and cafe in New York. Champagne! Caviar!
- Barry Holmes: I get strange whims. Maybe it has something to do with my suddenly becoming 'a father.'
- Sam Morley: Look at these bills for flowers. Where do you two go? Funerals?
- Barry Holmes: Look, Sam. You laid out the whole campaign. She has to be courted... pursued.
- Sam Morley: Barry, I don't like this!
- Barry Holmes: Why not? It's working like a dream. Baxter's attorneys are drawing up the contracts.
- Sam Morley: And then what?
- Barry Holmes: Then what what?
- Sam Morley: You know very well what...
- Barry Holmes: What?
- Sam Morley: ...What. You and Patsy, that's what.
- Barry Holmes: Oh, you're jealous.
- Sam Morley: Jealous? Heh. That's ridiculous.
- Barry Holmes: Yeah, of course.
- Sam Morley: Why the whole scheme was my idea!
- Barry Holmes: Exactly. Baxter calls up twice a day to check on me. If I stop courting her now, we'll really be in the soup.
- Sam Morley: [pause] Well, uh, keep up the good work.
- Barry Holmes: You can count on me, chief.
- Sam Morley: Are you, uh, gonna take her out tonight?
- Barry Holmes: I thought I'd better, don't you?
- Sam Morley: Oh, sure, sure. Uh, where do you plan on going?
- Barry Holmes: Oh, I thought El Morocco.
- Sam Morley: El Morocco, eh? Well, have fun.
- Barry Holmes: Thanks, chief.
- [Morley leaves and Barry buzzes his secretary]
- Barry Holmes: Cancel my table at El Morocco and get me one at the Caravan, won't you?
- Cyrus Baxter: [Huffily] Look here, Corcoran, I'm paying you and your staff considerable money and I demand results. I want Miss Douglas here in my office tomorrow morning...
- Corcoran: Mr. Baxter...
- Cyrus Baxter: I'm sick and tired of your whiny excuses...
- Corcoran: But, Mr. Baxter...
- Cyrus Baxter: If you don't find that girl for me, I'll break you like a twig.
- Corcoran: Now just a minute, Mr. Baxter. I resent your tone. I'm a reputable man and I...
- Cyrus Baxter: Stop talking gibberish to me, detective. You couldn't find the Brooklyn Bridge on a clear day with bloodhounds and radar.
- Corcoran: That's no way to talk, Mr. Baxter.
- Cyrus Baxter: I'll talk to you any way I want.
- Corcoran: Not to me, you don't. I don't have to earn my money this way
- Cyrus Baxter: You aren't earning your money anyway.
- Corcoran: Aw, shut up!
- Cyrus Baxter: What!
- Corcoran: I said, shut up!
- Cyrus Baxter: What?
- Corcoran: There's a limit to what I'll take from a fat-faced old weasel like you.
- Cyrus Baxter: Nobody can call Cyrus Baxter a liar! Draw your pay when we get to the office. You're fired! Hey. Come back here! Come back. Come back here!
- Chauffeur: Mister Baxter, I spent three years in the army under a sergeant who was so tough, I was scared to wake up in the morning. I never dreamed I'd do it, but I'm going to re-enlist.
- Traffic Cop: Hey, wait a minute! What about this car?
- Cyrus Baxter: Keep it!