Constance Bennett credited as playing...
Sylvia Brenner
- Sylvia Brenner: But, they're all so expensive.
- French Lingerie Saleslady: Oh, no, Madame. Just have them on when you show your husband the bill.
- Gaylord Stanton: What salary do I pay you?
- Sylvia Brenner: Thirty-five dollars a week.
- Gaylord Stanton: It isn't much, is it?
- Sylvia Brenner: Five dollars more than the last place.
- Gaylord Stanton: Well, isn't it difficult to live on that sum?
- Sylvia Brenner: Difficult, perhaps; but, I manage.
- Gaylord Stanton: Do you live at home?
- Sylvia Brenner: No. I share a furnished apartment with two other girls.
- Gaylord Stanton: Well, how do you manage to clothe yourself on your salary?
- Sylvia Brenner: Many girls do it on less. Dirty, crowded basements. Bargain sales. Make things yourself.
- Gaylord Stanton: Presents, I suppose.
- Sylvia Brenner: My Aunt Alice sent me a nightgown at Christmas - two years ago.
- Gaylord Stanton: I have a proposal to make which may brighten your future a little. Marry me.
- Sylvia Brenner: What?
- Gaylord Stanton: I said you could help yourself by marrying me.
- Sylvia Brenner: You're asking me to - marry you?
- Gaylord Stanton: Just that. You heard how Sheridan manages. Well, I want some of the freedom and security that he has. Now, you'd have more money than you have now, lots of nice clothes, and a chance to travel.
- Sylvia Brenner: Mostly travel.
- Gaylord Stanton: Well, I thought perhaps you'd like to travel?
- Sylvia Brenner: So I would - with my husband.
- Gaylord Stanton: Ah, but you'd enjoy yourself. You couldn't help it. And you'd have - all the lovely things...
- Sylvia Brenner: That I've stood in front of shop windows and wanted.
- Sylvia Brenner: I'm not in love with him. He's even less in love with me. He just happens to need a wife.
- Bobbi: What's the matter? Is he going to become a father?
- Sylvia Brenner: No. He wants to marry me to keep from marrying somebody else.
- Bobbi: Oh, why can't I meet a guy like that!
- Annie: He wants her to travel. Live outside of New York, I suppose.
- Bobbi: Any strings?
- Sylvia Brenner: I don't think so.
- Bobbi: He's not offering you marriage, dearie. He's offering you heaven!
- Sylvia Brenner: This won't be a real marriage; it'll be, well, it's just a pretense.
- Gaylord Stanton: I know.
- Sylvia Brenner: We - you wouldn't expect - well, we will be married in name only.
- Gaylord Stanton: Oh, not in fact?
- [laughs]
- Gaylord Stanton: That's agreeable.
- Reggie Durant: Where do you intend stopping in Paris?
- Sylvia Brenner: I don't know. Is there a Martha Washington Hotel?
- Reggie Durant: [laughs] No, I'm afraid not.
- French Masseuse: I am doing wonders for you, cherie. Won't your husband be thrilled when he sees you?
- Sylvia Brenner: My husband is - blind.
- French Masseuse: Well, he can - feel.
- Reggie Durant: I generally live here when I'm in Paris. But, this year I've decided not to. I've made other plans.
- Sylvia Brenner: Too bad. The memories here will miss you. Even if you don't miss them.
- Reggie Durant: Oh, I don't mean that they shall be lonely. Won't you live here while you're in Paris?
- Sylvia Brenner: And - become a memory too?
- Sylvia Brenner: I am so glad to see you!
- Annie: Well, what's happened to you? You're gorgeous!
- Sylvia Brenner: It's not a happening, darling, that's an accomplishment.
- Sylvia Brenner: I hope you don't mind my dropping in on you like this.
- Gaylord Stanton: Mind? I'm tickled to death.
- Gaylord Stanton: Oh, Sylvia, I wish nobody were coming tonight. Just - you and I.
- Sylvia Brenner: Yes?
- Gaylord Stanton: I'd like to - to - to talk to you.
- Reggie Durant: That's what love does to you. It makes you terribly lonely, no matter where you are - if she isn't there.
- Gaylord Stanton: So I've heard.
- Sylvia Brenner: I don't think you'd better talk about love to Gaylord. Men so dislike discussing things they don't understand.
- Sylvia Brenner: Mr. Richards, how are you? And dear Mrs. Richards, well? I hope.
- Richards: Unfortunately.
- Gaylord Stanton: I told Grace all about your illness, dear.
- Sylvia Brenner: Oh, I see.
- Grace Lawrence: He didn't tell me just what the trouble was.
- Sylvia Brenner: Well, I suffered from - heart trouble.
- Grace Lawrence: Is it curable?
- Sylvia Brenner: Oh, yes. I had excellent care - in Paris.
- Gaylord Stanton: Well, I think, dear, you could have been taken care of just as well here.
- Sylvia Brenner: Do you really think so?
- Grace Lawrence: He is bold. Coming here, don't you think?
- Sylvia Brenner: Either that or - just a bit foolish, don't you think?
- Grace Lawrence: I haven't thought.
- Sylvia Brenner: Well, you should. You really should.
- Sylvia Brenner: Do you wish powder?
- Grace Lawrence: I'd like gunpowder.
- Sylvia Brenner: You'd like it, perhaps; but, you're not fool enough or courageous enough to use it.