William Powell credited as playing...
Nick Charles
- Nick Charles: You see, when it comes to words like that, an illiterate person...
- Polly Byrnes: Whaddaya mean "illiterate"? My father and mother were married right here in the city hall!
- Nick Charles: [Leans toward Nora] Having a good time, Mrs. Charles?
- Nora Charles: It couldn't be better.
- Nick Charles: Have you made any New Year's resolutions?
- Nora Charles: Not yet. Any complaints or suggestions?
- Nick Charles: A few.
- Nora Charles: Which?
- Nick Charles: Complaints.
- Nora Charles: All right shoot.
- Nick Charles: Well, you don't scold, you don't nag, and you look far too pretty in the mornings.
- Nora Charles: All right, I'll remember: must scold, must nag, mustn't be too pretty in the mornings.
- Henry the Butler: [Elderly butler has an eccentric way of walking] Walk this way, Sir.
- Nick Charles: Well, I'll try.
- Nora Charles: I love to watch you sleep. You look so cute. Nicky, have you any pictures of yourself taken as a baby?
- Nick Charles: No.
- Nora Charles: Aww, that's a shame. I want to see what you looked like.
- Nick Charles: I'll have some taken in the morning.
- Nora Charles: I suppose we ought to decide where we're going.
- Nick Charles: Why, do you care?
- Nora Charles: No, but I haven't any clothes.
- Nick Charles: Well, what's the difference? Saves you the trouble of packing. And I don't need anything in the world, darling, but you... and a toothbrush.
- Nora Charles: Aunt Katherine wants to speak to you.
- Nick Charles: What have I done now?
- Nora Charles: Do you know why Robert wasn't here tonight?
- Nick Charles: Sure, because he's smart.
- Nora Charles: I'm not fooling, darling, he's disappeared.
- Nick Charles: That's swell. Now if we could just get Aunt Katherine to disappear...
- Nick Charles: How do you do? I'd like to get this gal out of the woman's tank.
- Prison Matron: Oh, yes. Is this the one that was doing the fan dance?
- Nick Charles: Fan dance?
- Prison Matron: Yes.
- Nick Charles: Well, if it is, she's been holding out on me.
- Nora Charles: Do you think she'll really take him home?
- Nick Charles: She'll take him somewhere, I'm sure of that.
- Nora Charles: What do you mean?
- Nick Charles: I mean, did I ever tell you that you're the most fascinating woman this side of the Rockies?
- Nora Charles: Wait till you see me on the other side.
- 'Dancer', Lichee Club Owner: Have you ever been thrown out of a place, Mr. Charles?
- Nick Charles: Let's see. How many was it up to yesterday, Mrs. Charles?
- Nora Charles: Well, uh, how many places were you in, Mr. Charles?
- Nick Charles: Oh, you got ideas, huh?
- Nora Charles: Very definite ideas.
- Nick Charles: I was afraid so.
- Nora Charles: I'm going to lock the door, plug the bell, cut the telephone and crawl into bed for a month!
- Nick Charles: Oh, Nora, you're my favorite woman.
- Lum Kee, Lichee Club Co-Owner: You bet you. You catch my brother. You play trick on him.
- Nick Charles: No play trick on him, no catch him. You bet you. Is he still in?
- Lum Kee, Lichee Club Co-Owner: You bet you. For five years more.
- Joe: Champagne, boys.
- Thug with Joe at Nick's Table: Me too.
- Nick Charles: Sure, Champagne! Willie?
- Willie the Weeper: Scotch - with a Champagne chaser.
- Nora Charles: Likewise.
- Nick Charles: With these earphones, Anderson could hear everything that went on down in your place.
- Polly Byrnes: Everything?
- Nick Charles: Everything.
- Polly Byrnes: Holy Smoke!
- Nick Charles: Nice work Lum.
- Nora Charles: And you sent his brother up.
- Lum Kee, Lichee Club Co-Owner: Sure. Mr. Charles sent him up. Number one detective. I don't like my brother. I like his girl. I'm your friend. You betcha!
- Nick Charles: Good morning!
- Lieutenant Abrams, San Francisco Homicide Squad: Good evening.
- Nick Charles: Uh, yes, good evening. Will you have some breakfast?
- Lieutenant Abrams, San Francisco Homicide Squad: Thanks, I just had dinner.
- Nick Charles: I give up.
- Nick Charles: Hello, Dancer. Come in, come in.
- 'Dancer', Lichee Club Owner: Once a gumheel, always a gumheel, huh? Well, I don't like gumheels, but I thought you'd quit it when you married a pot of money.
- Nora Charles: Did he call me a pot?
- Nick Charles: Family dinner I suppose. Aunt Katherine, Uncle Willie, Cousin Emily
- Nora Charles: Aunt Hattie, Cousin Lucius, Uncle Thomas. Pour me one too