Constance Bennett credited as playing...
Venice Muir
- Guy Bryson: You look like a ... good girl.
- Venice Muir: Oh, do I?
- Guy Bryson: You are a good girl, aren't you?
- Venice Muir: Yes, I'm afraid that may be my trouble.
- Venice Muir: I guess I'm too pure. Well, nothing I can do about that. I wonder. Do you have to poison your husband, or will just anyone do?
- Aunt Emma: Well, dear, what does interests young men nowadays?
- Venice Muir: If I knew the answer to that, darling, I wouldn't be sitting here all wrapped up in gloom.
- Mr. Patridge: All the pleasure of dancing with a lovely young lady and none of the hazards.
- Venice Muir: Oh, Mr. Patridge, you can be a little hazardous.
- Venice Muir: Would you like to earn some money?
- Guy Bryson: I'll do anything short of murder.
- Venice Muir: Well, would you work for me?
- Guy Bryson: Sure, why not?
- Venice Muir: I know this, eh, funny thing to ask anyone, but, I was wondering, could you be a, sort of, well, eh, sort of, a gigolo?
- Guy Bryson: I spent an hour at the Ritz bar after I left you. Oh, lady, lady, when I left there, a lot of the fellas said that you were simply wonderful! You had everything! Even a very, eh, a very slight past.
- Venice Muir: Past?
- Guy Bryson: Oh, nothing you could put your finger on. But, a lot of the boys will try.
- Venice Muir: Oh, I'll die. I couldn't live up to the past of a midget!
- Guy Bryson: You don't know midgets. Now, I heard of a midget that broke up the home of a heavyweight champ.
- Guy Bryson: We're bound to met some fellas here.
- Venice Muir: Oh, Guy, I'm scared.
- Guy Bryson: Oh, come along. So was Eve and look what a mess she made of Adam.
- Venice Muir: Oh, I know, but I don't want to make a mess of anyone.
- Guy Bryson: I know, my pet, they never want to.
- Venice Muir: Good night, Guy. You're a perfect gigolo.
- Guy Bryson: When did you get the idea you say good night to a gigolo?
- Venice Muir: Why, what do you mean?
- Guy Bryson: Good night, Venice. You're swell. Everything's gonna work out all right.
- Venice Muir: Thanks. You are a perfect gigolo. I almost feel like kissing you!
- Guy Bryson: What could I do? I'd have to stand it.
- Venice Muir: [Jokingly] You're horrid!
- Donnie Wainwright: Say you've got lovely hair. Where did you get it?
- Venice Muir: I've had it for years.
- Donnie Wainwright: Oh, why not lay off me till I get my perspective back. And, if you're still interested, we might be ... playmates. Well, you won't be lonesome in the meantime.
- Venice Muir: What are you saying?
- Donnie Wainwright: Oh, don't suddenly go innocent on me!
- Venice Muir: I hope we don't meet any more men in here, Guy. My ankle won't stand it!
- Guy Bryson: I'm sorry, Venice.
- Venice Muir: Couldn't you find somewhere else to kick me for a change?
- Guy Bryson: Well, I could, but it wouldn't be refined.
- Venice Muir: Oh, Guy!
- Venice Muir: We're going to the bicycle races, aren't we?
- Carl: Well, they only started tonight. You have all week to get there.
- Guy Bryson: We may need it.
- Guy Bryson: What am I supposed to do to earn this money?
- Venice Muir: Well, that's a little awkward to explain.
- Guy Bryson: Well, I'll understand. I've read what every young man should know.
- Venice Muir: I haven't.
- Venice Muir: I've simply got to stop talking to myself. I talk to myself so much, I'm worn out when I meet people.