Loco Dempsey: You don't think he's a little old?
Schatze Page: Wealthy men are never old.
Schatze Page: The first rule is, gentlemen callers have got to wear a necktie.
Loco Dempsey: I wouldn't mind marrying a Vanderbilt?
Pola Debevoise: Or Mr. Cadillac.
Schatze Page: No such person. I checked.
Loco Dempsey: Is there a Mr. Texaco?
Schatze Page: You wanna catch a mouse, you set a mouse trap. All right so we set a bear trap. Now all we gotta do, is one of us has got to catch a bear.
Loco Dempsey: You mean marry him?
Schatze Page: If you don't marry him, you haven't caught him, he's caught you.
Pola Debevoise: I want to marry Rockefeller.
Schatze Page: Which one?
Pola Debevoise: I don't care.
Loco Dempsey: Once you get one foot on the ground, you're really quite a jerk, aren't you?
Loco Dempsey: I'll say this for him: we haven't ordered anything yet under five dollars a portion.
Pola Debevoise: If there's anything left over don't forget to tell the waiter you want to take it home for the dog.
Loco Dempsey: You got radio all the way up here?
Eben: Oh, sure. Radio, houses, everything.
Schatze Page: Next thing you got to remember is the gentlemen you meet on the cold cuts may not be as attractive as the one you meet in the mink department at Bergdorf's.
Loco Dempsey: But he was cute, don't you think?
Schatze Page: Sure he was. But then I never met one of those gas pump jockey that wasn't.
Loco Dempsey: Is that what he is?
Schatze Page: You bet your life he is. I know those guys. I married one once.
Pola Debevoise: Men aren't attentive to girls who wear glasses.
