Mary Astor credited as playing...
Gladys Russell
- Gladys: [Click and Ed have just ordered some sophisticated clothing from a couple of haberdashers] You two are certainly milking our "golden calf." Evening clothes, riding habits, "Olde" English monograms on your shirts... a little while ago you were lucky to have soup stains.
- Click Wiley: [nonchalantly] You heard my secretary: even the best is not good enough for us.
- Gladys: By the way, the "golden calf" has been awfully quiet for the last 10 minutes.
- [jumps up to go check on Loretta, aka Dawn Glory]
- Click Wiley: You know, Eddie, I'm anxious to see those riding habits.
- Ed Olson: I'm anxious to see the horse.
- Gladys: Hey! She's gone!
- Ed Olson: [Click and Ed jump up in a panic] Maybe we better cancel those Olde English monograms!
- Gladys: Every time I come here I catch that dame popping out of a bathroom or closet or something. What's the idea? Pretty soon she'll be doing card tricks.
- Gladys: Why don't you get married yourself?
- Click Wiley: Well, I tell you Gladys, I never met a dame yet who could get by with me.
- Gladys: [hands Click a magazine] Why don't you give Garbo a break. I hear she's lonely.
- Click Wiley: Well, I don't know. I like her mouth; but, I don't care much about her chin and hair.
- Ed Olson: Poor Garbo. This'll finish her!
- Click Wiley: Now, I like this one's hair much better.
- Ed Olson: Sure. Jean Harlow.
- Click Wiley: And this one's ankles just about suit me.
- Ed Olson: Marlene Dietrich.
- Gladys: You don't want much. Garbo's mouth. Harlow's hair. Dietrich's ankles. What else?
- Click Wiley: One minute alone with her and he'd marry her.
- Gladys: At least we'd have her off our hands.
- Click Wiley: That's fine, marry off our meal ticket - five minutes after the event she wouldn't be worth a lead quarter to us. Dawn Glory's the idol of the nation! Whoever heard of a married idol?