Mary Jones: You... Benedict Arnold in sheep's clothing.
Blackie Benson: No, you don't want to drink. Remember, every time you go into a barroom, the Devil goes in with you.
Heathcliff: If he does, he buys his own drink.
Biff Grimes: I'm gonna have a smoke.
Amy Lind: May I have one too, please?
Biff Grimes: Oh, sure. Hey! Don't tell me you smoke.
Amy Lind: Only when I'm bored.
Biff Grimes: Well, your mother's a bloomer girl, you're a nicotine fiend, are there any more at home like you?
Amy Lind: I have an aunt who's an actress.
Biff Grimes: Well, that completes the picture. I've been around, they can say an awful lot of things about Biff Grimes, but not that he ever gave a cigarette to a girl.
Joe Pendleton: I don't want anybody's body. I want my body.
Ann: David, if you want your freedom, I don't want to be the kind of a wife who clings to her husband when she's not wanted.
David: Darling, I do want to be married to you. I love you. I worship you. I am used to you. How do we always get into these things?
Ann: If my only hold on you is that you're used to me?
David: Oh, darling, you've got the whole thing wrong. I don't know what I'd do without you. You are my little girl.
Slicker Smith: Throw your chest out! Go on! Throw your chest out.
Herbie Brown: I'm not through with it yet.
Slicker Smith: Quiet.