Florence: Hello, light of my life.
Jim: Well, well, Prussic Acid.
Florence: Listen, Joan Gale's body was swiped from the morgue, have you ever heard of such a thing as a death mask?
Jim: I used to be married to one.
Florence: Then it came to life and divorced you, I know all about that.
Florence: All right, then you can go to some nice, warm place, and I don't mean California.
Winton: I've only known you twenty-four hours, but I'm in love with you.
Florence: Doesn't usually take that long.