Wallace Beery credited as playing...
Melvin Colner Foster
- Melvin R. Foster: Whatever happened to Oogie?
- Judy Foster: Oh, I just gave him up forever for a little while.
- Judy Foster: Why can't we have a butler like the Pringles do? Why can't we be civilized?
- Melvin R. Foster: One more word about the Pringles or the oxblood nail polish or the long eyelashes and I'm going to forget that *I'm* civilized.
- Melvin R. Foster: Just what is your interest in my daughter?
- Stephen I. Andrews: She's one of the most beautiful, spoiled egotistical girls I've ever had to meet. Now that I've met you, I understand better why she is as she is.
- Melvin R. Foster: Dora, look, I've been a faithful husband to you for 19 years, haven't I?
- Mrs. Foster: Twenty. It's our anniversary next week. Remember, dear?
- Melvin R. Foster: A good provider?
- Mrs. Foster: Yes.
- Melvin R. Foster: Satisfactory father to the children?
- Mrs. Foster: Yes.
- Melvin R. Foster: Then please don't ask me to rumba.
- Xavier Cugat: If you don't mind, Señor Foster, perhaps your wife will do the rumba with me?
- Melvin R. Foster: Oh, sure, go ahead and ask her. You won't have to coax her.
- Mrs. Foster: Thank you, Mr. Cugat. I'd love it.
- Rosita Conchellas: You know something? You too would look 10 years younger, if you did not dress so stuffy.
- Melvin R. Foster: Stuffy?
- Rosita Conchellas: Sí, look at that tie here. So tired. Throw him away. And that tummy, that should go too. Well, never mind. We'll get rid of them dancing.
- Judy Foster: Father, how old are you?
- Melvin R. Foster: Well, I'm just half as old as you think I am, Judy.
- Melvin R. Foster: Hope that you're not late for your rehearsal and that Mr. Cugat won't be angry with you.
- Rosita Conchellas: Cugie, angry? Oh, no, he never gets angry. He's sweet and kind just like you, Mr. Foster. Always a gentleman. He's gentle as a kitten.
- Melvin R. Foster: I hope your married life is as happy as mine has been.
- Rosita Conchellas: It will be. If it's not, I hit Cugie right on the head.
- Dance Chaperon: [sits down next to Mr. Foster] Where's Mrs. Foster?
- Melvin R. Foster: [points out to the dance floor] Out there... dancing the rumba with Mr. Cugat.
- Dance Chaperon: [sees them on the dance floor] Ohhhh...
- Melvin R. Foster: Kind of a vulgar dance, don't you think?
- Melvin R. Foster: [leans towards Mr. Foster] I can't do it, either.
- Rosita Conchellas: Let's try again. Chin up. Waist in. Shoulders back. Chest out. Come now. One, two, three, hip. One, two, three, hip. Watch the hip. One, two...
- Melvin R. Foster: I am, lady, I am.
- Rosita Conchellas: Then go ahead. Do it. One, two, three, hip. One, two, three, hip. That's it. One, two, three, hip.
- Ogden 'Oogie' Pringle: Well, it's like this, Mr. Foster, I think your daughter is losing interest in me.
- Melvin R. Foster: Oh, well, you know how girls are, Oogie.
- Ogden 'Oogie' Pringle: No, sir, I don't. How are they?
- Melvin R. Foster: Well, you see, you have to keep two jumps ahead of them. Find out what they want and then don't give it to 'em. Later on, surprise 'em. Always works, Oogie.
- Ogden 'Oogie' Pringle: Gee, I can't seem to surprise Judy much. Seems she always knows what I'm gonna do before I do.
- Melvin R. Foster: I'm doing pretty good, don't you think?
- Rosita Conchellas: Magnificent, wonderful. Somewhere in your family tree must be hanging a Spaniard. Let's go. That's it. Now watch the hip. Watch the hip.
- Melvin R. Foster: Yeah, I am. I am.