Mae Clarke credited as playing...
Gladys Kane
- Gladys Kane: Listen, kid, did you ever hear of a game of pool that has to do with the eight ball? Well, the idea of the game is not to hit that particular ball, see? If you do - you lose. But if you land right behind it, you can't help yourself, can you? You've got to hit it. Well, that's the way it is when you get mixed up with a married man. You're always behind the eight ball. You *always* lose.
- Gladys Kane: Listen, when you walk, forget you have hips. Let them take care of themselves - they always do. Look, here's the idea, add a little smile.
- Cassie Barnes: You're crazy about him, aren't you?
- Gladys Kane: Ga-ga - and it's no good. If I ever thought I'd love him so violently, I'd dropped him the minute I felt it coming on. Take my advice, Cassie, never fall in love. It's terrible.
- Gladys Kane: Oh, Cassie, don't get in my class.
- Dot: Why shouldn't she get in your class? What's wrong with your class? Say you're a great one to be talkin' and you living in the lap of luxury.
- Gladys Kane: Listen, Dot, I'd scrub floors if I could start all over again.
- Dot: Awww! That's a lot of plain, ordinary hooey! And in the meantime you're living on Park Avenue, have a car of your own, and you eat at the Ritz. Well, all I can say is you're havin' a swell time!
- Dot: Say, the trouble with you is, you've forgotten how awful it is to live in a dump like this. You don't know what it means to have to cut down on your food, so you can scrap together the rent or else old horse-face downstairs will throw you out on your what's-it. Say, listen, did you ever have to eat liverwurst seven days a week, cause you couldn't afford anything else? Well, try it sometime, you'll be nuts about it!
- Gladys Kane: You've got to hang on to your self respect, Dot. And that's important.
- Dot: Awww, what's your self respect when your hungry? It won't get you a porterhouse, will it?
- Gladys Kane: So long, Dot.
- Dot: Goodbye.
- Gladys Kane: Look me up sometime, I'll show you life among the rich and miserable.
- Dot: Says you!