George Raft credited as playing...
Joe Anton
- Frankie Guard: You'll happen to have some visitors one of these nights.
- Joe Anton: Heh, heh! Well, that's really funny! Will you do me a favor, Frankie?
- Frankie Guard: Sure, Joe, anytime.
- Joe Anton: Will you tell Gaston and his mob the sooner they come around, the better I'll like it? You know these quiet evenings are getting on my nerves, and a little excitement would be as welcome as the flowers in May.
- Frankie Guard: I'll tell him that, Joe.
- Joe Anton: Don't forget.
- Frankie Guard: Leave it to me, and speaking of flowers, what sort would you prefer?
- Joe Anton: Oh, anything at all except pansies.
- Frankie Guard: Your last wish will be fulfilled...
- Joe Anton: You think you'd come over here if you didn't want me? This rough-housing the place is just a fancy way of putting it.
- Joe Anton: I can't stand it no more. I'm sick of the smell of booze. I'm sick of noise. I'm sick of being a pal to a lot of drunks. I'm not getting anyplace!
- Leo: What are you talkin' about? Ain't you the owner of the swellest speak in New York? And how long ago was it when you was a third-rate pug, takin' it on the chin?
- Leo: Hey, what is this thing you've got with women? They always come back.
- Joe Anton: Say, I'm through knockin' around with every dame I ever went with.
- Leo: Even Maudie?
- Joe Anton: Yes! Even Maudie. But she was pretty swell to me in the old days, at that.
- Leo: She seemed pretty classy to ya then.
- Joe Anton: No cracks.
- Joe Anton: How did he get where he got?
- Miss Mabel Jellyman: I thought we'd agreed not to use the word "got".
- Joe Anton: I'm doin' pretty good, ain't I?
- Miss Mabel Jellyman: Oh, excellently, but not "ain't I" - "am I not".
- Joe Anton: Look. If you're lonesome, I won't bother you, see? I mean, if you're just lonesome, I can't make you any unlonesomer. Get me?
- Dick Bolton: Good night, Mrs. Bolton.
- Miss Jerry Healy: Good night, Mr. Healy.
- [Bolton smiles and leaves]
- Joe Anton: I'm afraid I - you got me guessing again.
- Miss Jerry Healy: Oh, a little gaiety is all it means, Mr. Anton.